Elizabeth St Andrews Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Wollongong

So, I hit the streets, man—London’s swingin’ ’60s still echoin’ in my bones. Found this chick, all dolled up, mini skirt tighter than a spy’s alibi. “Fancy a shag, luv?” I says, winkin’ like a cheeky git. She’s cool, real cool—says her name’s Ruby, been workin’ the corner since the Beatles dropped *Revolver*. Little known fact, baby: prossies back then had code words—like “red lorry” meant a quickie! Blew my mind, yeah!

Tough on Prostitutes

St-Andrews has quirks, man. Odd but real. I even found a mural on Third Cross that looks like it was part of the movie – random, messy, but poetic. Some folks say it’s just urban art; I say it’s a slice of our soul.

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