Emilia Tarleton Prostitute ❤️

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So, prostitution—oldest gig in the book, right? Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em taxed—yeah, legit tax on togas droppin’! Blows my mind, man, government’s like, “Gimme my cut!” Still happens today—underground economy, untaxed, makin’ me mad as hell! Why? ‘Cause I’m a financial advisor, dammit, and I see potential! She’s pullin’ in what—500 a night? More? Cash, no trace, no 401k—wild! Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s stickin’ it to the IRS, but then—bam!—she’s got no safety net. Sucks, right?

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Some believe it was to find a prostitute or to meet the Widow White herself, coming there at her invitation. Others believe he just wanted a.

Tarleton ain't your average snoozefest, man. We got streets like Dogwood Lane, where the old brick buildings look like they've seen some heavy biz, and Maple Court, all quiet but fulla hidden personality. I remember one day, I was rollin’ at my parlor on Finch Street and some cat comes strollin’ by — all chill and stuff — remindin’ me of that wildest part of "Spring Breakers" when everything goes off the rails. Yeah, seriously, “Respect my authoritah!” and all that jazzy crap.

Diversions via Croston as police shut A59 bridge at Tarleton