Scarlett Fallowfield Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Birmingham

So, where you at? Big city, prolly. Web’s got escorts now, fancy shit. X posts say it’s all “discreet”—yeah, right! Costs like 100 bucks an hour, cheap ones sketchier. I’d be pissed if they scammed me—hate that. “Whoa,” imagine the nerve! Once saw this gal, fishnets, smokin—thought, “She’s got stories.” *Holy Motors* line hits: “What makes me me?” She’s playin a role, like me in *Matrix*. Deep, huh?

'Apart from Sainsbury’s and Wetherspoons, there’s nothing to stop for'

There's another one just down the road on Great Ancoats Street called Passions. I've seen some right characters going in and out of there.

Eventually, we sort it out, and I’m feeling like a hero. But then, I realize I’ve lost track of time. I gotta get back home before my flatmate thinks I’ve been kidnapped or something. So, I sprint down the road, dodging people left and right.

The plan was for students to leave Fallowfield - but they didn't