Sofia Lee's Summit Prostitute ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this chick – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause clichés are dope. She’s out there, struttin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. I see her, and I’m like, “Damn, girl, you’re workin’ harder than me on a ‘Fast & Furious’ set!” – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” She ain’t just some hooker stereotype, nah. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret gambling dens – badass, right? Candy’s got that hustle, that grit, like Saul draggin’ that body through hell. "I must survive this," she’d mutter, dodgin’ cops and creeps.

I remember one sunny, crazy day. Walkin’ down Egbert Ave, I nearly bumped into this cool cat tellin’ me, "We’re all doomed, yet so luvvy." I got all emotional—surprised, happy, even a bit mad. Hell, sometimes folks are dense, but you know? It just makes the city spunkier.

Lee’s Summit City Council Meeting