Elizabeth Danforth Prostitute ❤️

About Hamilton

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called ‘er “Duchess,” proper class act. She’d knackered ‘er heels, still smilin’ tho – gutsy bird! Told me she’d seen blokes cry more than shag – wild, innit? Made me chuckle, but also – bloody hell, that’s grim. Reckon she’s like Alicia in the flick, sleepin’ beauty vibes, but awake, floggin’ ‘erself to punters. “The body’s a prison,” film says – she’s trapped, ain’t she?

Interact with The Globe

Toronto police have charged 70 men following an undercover investigation of prostitution in the city's east end. The charges are the result of a three-night investigation targeting men seeking.

I live near West End Heights—a slice of peace in this screwed-up city. My massage parlor is on Oak n’ 12th, a little hidden gem behind some overgrown shrubs. Some folks say it’s haunted; I say it’s nature reclaiming rights. I sometimes joke that a ghost gives you a "free stretch" during your session. True story, though I might be exaggerating—ain't like I admit that easily.

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