Sarah Sandown Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, ya filthy minion! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” – and I’m here mourin’ over this prostitute gig. Yeah, I said it, pros-ti-tute! Makes me think of *White Material*, ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with – Claire Denis, 2009, pure genius. That line, “It’s all slipping away,” hits hard when I see these street queens hustlin’. Life’s a mess, just like that coffee plantation goin’ to hell in the movie – chaos, blood, and damn desperation.

Common Streetwalkers

Exact same shady "MODELS UPSTAIRS" signs and scary looking "bodyguards". But when you get up there, nothing but trains. Choo choo. But no, it's prostitutes. They aren't being raided .

I admit it: I'm a bit messy, kinda erratic in my thoughts, but that's how I roll. It makes every day interesting and bits of Sandown just pop right out! And I can honestly say, “This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.”

Paul Nicholls: the inside track on my Saturday runners at Sandown