Lauren Ladbergen Prostitute ❤️

About Cologne

Love me “Royal Tenenbaums,” see? That flick’s got soul, like prostitute’s got sass. This one bird, swear, she’s legend—heard she nicked a punter’s wallet mid-shag! *mimes pickpocketing, drops invisible wallet* Little known fact, mate: back in Victorian days, prostitutes’d use lemon extract—yep, lemon!—to dodge the clap. Wild, innit? *sniffs imaginary lemon, sneezes* Surprised me silly, that did!

Activists’ warnings

A photojournalist describes how she posed as a prostitute to follow the trade in human flesh.

Well, that's my two cents, sugar – enjoy the ride, embrace the imperfections, and remember: we're all just tryin’ to find our way home, one quirky street at a time.