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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

RONDA: An Intimate Portrait of a Southern Street Prostitute, volume two

By now Ronda has been one of them for as long as any prostitute on the streets of Atlanta, and is known to be as addicted to opiates as a junkie can be. Ronda.

Anyways, that's my Ronda – raw, quirky, sexy, and totally full of surprises. Miss ya already – come see it for yourself, yeah? Cheers and catch ya on the flip side!

Ronda Sue Metz Obituary (2025) - Barberton, OH - Campfield Hickman Collier Funeral Home, Inc. - Barberton