Penelope Loos Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Strasbourg

I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

On Prostitution

By Jacqueline Loos Instead of receiving support, people who beg or prostitute themselves get punished and evicted from public places.

Honestly, the city's a mix of surprising twists. Every alley, every cracked pavement tells me a piece of my story. And what about those nighttime strolls? Think all neon lights dancing on wet cobblestones, really trippy, almost like you're starring in your own surreal film. And I’m out here just riding the waves of urban chaos, soul full, heart open, coding away like “hey, good looks, keep it real!”

Ashlee Sullivan and Riley Loos are senior all-around winners at Winter Cup