Abigail Fort Dix Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

What gets me hot under the collar? These pimps, chile! Greasy fools takin’ they money, leavin’ ‘em broke. I wanna whack ‘em with my purse and yell, “Halleluyer, get a job!” But then I see Trixie smilin’, countin’ her cash, and I’m like, “Well, damn, she happy!” Surprised me, y’all—she tougher than my old leather boots. I’m sittin’ here sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’, “Maybe she’s the real boss.” Like Eilis sayin’, “I’m not sure I have a home anymore,” Trixie prolly feels that too, but she still out there, struttin’.

“A Terrible Love of War”

Shady trail and walnut hill (drug users, extremely heavy police presence, prostitutes lined up on street, and some street racing) South oak cliff (mostly late night drug users and homeless, .

As a pleasure coach, I spot hidden gems. Like a tiny café on 4th and Cherry. Its mocha? Insane! Best kept secret ever. My pleasure gig? It taught me so much. The city's subtle moods made me think. Emos hit me, sometimes mad, sometimes super happy. I might shout: "No capes!" like our Edna Mode. Really, no nonsense allowed.

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