Audrey Kamloops Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Toronto

Thing is, *Dogville* gets it—people use ya, then judge ya. “They’re all the same,” movie says, and prostitutes catch that heat double. Makes me mad as a hornet! Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ ‘em? Hypocrites, y’all! I’d holler at ‘em, “Fix your own damn mess!” Prostitutes ain’t the problem—world is.

Brenda Craig

Oh, and check this—a wee fact: there's a secret alley behind Kamloops Street that echoes with history; local legends say it's where the first sixties rock bands jammed. True story—or so I like to think when I'm kneading out a tension knot. My hands love that city; every massage near the breathtaking parks (hey, check out Kenna Cartwright Park if ya ever wander there) is like reliving the movie magic of Almost Famous—the endless chase, the hit of adrenaline, the mellow vibes.

'You all mean well'; Judge stops short of sending Tiny House Warriors to jail