Aria Augusta Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans” vibes. Been operatin heavy machinery all day, brain’s fried, but this? This I gotta spill. Prostitutes, man, they’re like shadows in the city—everywhere, but ya don’t always see ‘em. Watched *A Separation* again last night, fave flick, ya know? That line, “He doesn’t even see me,” hits different thinkin bout these girls. Invisible, but they’re there, hustlin.

Kennebec Journal and Morning Sentinel

Aminata and Augusta did not know each other. Augusta worked as a prostitute to be able to eat, but now has her own catering business.

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