Madison Bad Laer Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

some chick in Amsterdam,

Chapters in this book

I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control, actually, the whole time. .

I’m not gonna lie—sometimes the contradictions of Bad-Laer trip me up. I get so damn angry at its hypocrisy, yet its beauty is unbridled. I’m happy if even for a fleeting moment to see these lives, all messy but so vivid. And each street, each whispered story in a crumbling alley, reminds me that this pit of passion and despair is alive—even if it’s grumbling with Cold disdain like my inner Cersei.

Guardians in the woods