Natalie Phelan Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, frettin’ over prostitutes, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, yeah, prostitutes—grubby topic, right? Watched "In the Mood for Love" again last night—those vibes, man, all moody and slow. Got me thinkin’—prostitutes ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. They’re like Maggie Cheung in that flick, y’know? “She’s all secrets and silk,” slippin’ through life, hidin’ stuff. Makes me wonder—what’s their deal?

Production information

Who would fancy this storyline? Owen gets desperate and a sly Phelan turns up with a proposition, spend a couple of hours with him and he'll give him some.

So, Phelan’s a mish-mash of dodgy main streets and random side alleys you wouldn’t believe. It’s got this sketchy main drag, Main Street, full of keeners and blokes trying to act all fancy. Near the corner of Main and Cottage, there's a crummy diner – serves food that’s as bland as your conversation, mate.

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