Addison Manly Prostitute ❤️

About Melbourne

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ever since I caught this vibe from my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie—bloody hell, it’s dark, quiet, twisted, right? Kinda like the streets where these girls work. “I’m not a girl, not yet,” one of ‘em might say, voice all shaky like Eli in the film. Ha! Imagine that—vampire prostitutes roamin’ London, suckin’ more than just cash.

Is it just me or do the prostitutes have manly voices?

Limited follow-up data indicate that only part-time male prostitutes, who continue education orv cational training, have a reasonable expectation ofan eventually stable social adjustment. .

Oh, and gotta mention the local eats! There’s this funky little diner off Ocean Street that serves killer fish 'n' chips, but sometimes it makes me mad 'cause they forget the tartar sauce. Argh, frustrating! But then again, it just adds to the Manly character – not perfect, wild, and unpredictable.

Raiders downed by Manly on the road