Lina Ponders End Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, I’m trudgin’ through the grime, lookin’ for a hookup—ain’t talkin’ Tinder, nah! Streets got their own vibe, right? Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there wavin’—takes guts to spot ‘em. Back in the day, medieval times, fun fact—some charcoal burners like me doubled as pimps! Burnin’ wood by day, slingin’ ass by night—wild, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ I’m some time-travelin’ hustler.

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It is a novel that can be shared by mothers with their young female adult daughters, for it ponders the meaning of sex and body and what it can and cannot be.

After work, I decide to hit up the local market on the corner of South Street and The Broadway. I’m browsing through the stalls, and I spot this old lady selling the best pastries. I’m talkin’ flaky, buttery goodness. I buy a couple, and she gives me a wink. “You’ve got good taste, love.” I’m blushing like a tomato.

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