Brooklyn Gore Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hastings

I roll up, all swagger, like, “What’s good, baby?” She hits me with them eyes—damn, made me mad she ain’t fazed by the Creed! “50 bucks,” she says, flat, like I’m just another john. Pissed me off, man, I’m the champ, not some chump! But I play it cool, y’know? Gotta respect the hustle. Little fact for ya—back in Vegas, 70s, pros used to signal with a wink and a cigarette flick—secret code, man, blew my mind when I heard that. Surprised me she didn’t do it, tho—modern times, I guess.

Horrors of India's brothels documented

Looking good Rob. Your new album kicks ass by the way, and your show was great when you came to Mid-America Center.

Sipping my coffee, I start thinking about the good stuff. Like, the people here are amazing. Everyone knows each other. I mean, I can’t walk down the street without bumping into someone I know. It’s like a small-town sitcom.

Doctors quit amid PA disagreement