Hazel Lansdowne Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Once saw her kick a drunk geezer square in the bollocks – pow! – cos he wouldn’t pay up. Had me jumpin’, cheerin’, then hidin’ cos I’m a coward, innit? Made me mad tho, blokes treatin’ her like dirt – grrr! She’s tough, but reckon she cries sometimes, alone, y’know? Gets me soft, that does. Oh, and her laugh – cacklin’ like a witch, proper loud, echoes round the alleys. Love that, surprises me every time!

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Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

I remember one day—ya know, in the middle of my sessions—I was near the downtown mural on Broad Street. Beautiful art, some say the best mural in all Lansdowne. I accidentally overheard two ladies talking about their wild adventures. It made me so mad and happy. Emotional rollercoaster, believe me. I told them, “this is not just a town, it's a revolution!” A revolution of caring hearts and brave souls!

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