Lauren Benedikt Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Velenje

Here’s a wild bit—heard tell of prossies in olden days, right, who’d smuggle messages in their corsets for spies! Ruby’d fit that, sly as a fox. “There’s no going back,” she’d mutter—movie line again—when I asked why she stuck at it. Said punters paid better than slaving in a mill. Fair dos, I s’pose—capitalism’s a bitch.

Miles E. Benedict

A prostitute is talking with brother Benedikt in church. She says, she is tired of having Sex in this way, looking for a new way, but she doesn't,find it. She is afraid of living, suddenly she sees a .

I’m like, “Dude, I’m literally blasting dirt off this building. What do you do? Sit in an office?” I mean, come on! Some people just don’t get it.

Time Is a Toy: The Selected Poems of Michael Benedikt by