Amelia Gladstone Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

Once saw her slap a john—hilarious! Bloodied his nose, screamin’ like a banshee. Made me smirk—got spunk, I’ll give her that. Still, she’s a mess, a total trainwreck. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if I were her—bash the world back. But nah, she’s soft under it—pathetic. Surprised me once, tipped me a fiver—wtf? “For your pretty face,” she slurred. Bitch, please, I’m Cersei—don’t need your pity cash.

GLADSTONE DIARY: SEXUAL PROBLEMS

Gladstone’s procedure was to patrol the neighborhoods in which prostitutes were most likely to be found on a certain number of nights in every week while he was in London. He made these .

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya 'bout Gladstone, mate—it's wild, it's nutty, it's like nothing else! I been livin’ here since forever (well, almost) as a datingsite dev, and lemme tell ya, this city has so many nooks that make your head spin, in a good way, ya know?

Update: Fatal traffic crash, Raglan