Ellie Sudbury Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this—I knew this gal once, swear she was a legend, worked the streets down in Baton Rouge. Called her Ruby, red hair like a wildfire, sassy as hell. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Honey, I’m my own boss, how’s that workin’ for ya?” And lemme tell ya, it worked! Made me happy as a pig in mud seein’ her own it. Ain’t no shame in survivin’, y’all. But folks? They’d whisper, “She’s just a whore,” and I’d get mad—steamin’ mad! Who’re they to judge? Ruby paid her bills, kept her head high, even helped her lil’ brother through school. Whore? Nah, that’s a warrior.

Former sex workers fight stigma

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Me favorite spot? The hidden nook in Central Park, near the babblin’ creek that winds past Maple Bend. I once gave a massage session near the oak trees so gnarled they looked like twisted anchors. Crazy, right? The park’s trails, oddly curvy and narrow, remind me of secret sea routes. They make me heart race... or maybe that’s just the thrill from easing your burdens, savvy?

Firefighters encountered this obstacle while fighting two-alarm blaze in Sudbury