Mari Henryetta Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, check it – findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza. Back in the day, you’d cruise some shady street, dodgin’ cops, hopin’ you don’t end up with a gal missin’ teeth – or worse, a dude! Now? It’s all online, y’all! Apps, sites, heck, even coded ads on Craigslist – “roses for an hour,” my hiney! Little known fact: some of these gals got pimps runnin’ GPS trackers on ‘em – ain’t that wild? Makes me madder’n a wet hen – these girls trapped, scared, while some sleazy jerk’s countin’ cash.

she is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.

Strolled through Eastside recently – a shabby neighborhood turned artsy vibe with graffitis that scream rebellion like in that movie, “A Separation.” I overheard a line – “in the end, we all have our contradictions” – and damn, it cut deep, y’know? Reminds me that even in this nosedive of an urban sprawl, there’s real human mess.

Fire near Henryetta burns 100 acres