Emily Hannut Prostitute ❤️

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So, Candy’s got this wild story—heard she once ditched a john mid-deed ‘cause he smelled like old sardines. Freakin’ hilarious! She’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Makes me happy, y’know, seein’ her stick it to the man. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies—swear to god! Candy ain’t no spy, tho, just a gal tryna eat. Surprised me how chill she is—thought she’d be all jaded, but nah, she’s crackin’ jokes, smokin’ cigs like it’s 1940.

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