Zara Vire Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

So, last week, I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find one—sketchy links everywhere. Pro tip: don’t click that shit blind. Found this chick, “Candy,” real name prob’ly Susan. Met her near some dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s all, “50 bucks, quick fun,” and I’m like, yeah, everybody lies, right? Bet she’s quotin’ high ‘cause I look desperate. Negotiated down to 30—felt like a damn hero. Little known fact: some of ‘em stash cash in their bra, old-school style. Saw it once, cracked me up—money boobs!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Prostitution is one of the component parts of the oppression that women suffer – and have always suffered – in class societies.

By the time I leave, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I head home, thinking about how wild today was. From pigeon poop to presentations, to a downpour and a sweet old lady. Vire, you’ve got my heart.

Safety concerns linger in Claremont neighborhood where shooting took place