Rose Gresovskiy Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon prostitutes got stories, yo – not just the sexy stuff. Like, didja know some old-school hookers in Rome ran secret spy gigs? Freakin’ wild! Makes me happy, thinkin’ they outsmarted dumbasses. But then, ugh, the creeps – the ones who haggle her down to a buck? That pisses me off, man. She’s worth more than your crusty socks, losers!

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These disturbing stories give voice to formerly prostituted women who explain why they entered the sex trade. They bravely and courageously recount their intimate experiences of harm and .

So, I’m standing there, fuming. Then, I see this dude on a bike, right? He’s zooming down the street like he’s in the Tour de France. He swerves, almost hits a babushka crossing the street. I’m like, “Yo, chill! It’s not a race!” But he just laughs and keeps going. Classic Gresovskiy, man.