Abigail Puyallup Prostitute ❤️

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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Been thinkin bout prostitutes lately, ya know? Watched *Carol* again—fuckin love that flick. Therese, all quiet and shy, got me wonderin. What if she was a working girl? Not fancy like Cate Blanchett, nah. More gritty, real, street-level shit. Prostitutes ain’t all Hollywood glitz, man. Some chick told me once—true story—she started at 15. Fifteen! Blew my mind, pissed me off too. World’s fucked up like that. “There’s a comfort in it,” she said. Reminds me of Carol sayin, “I’m no good at lying.” Prostitutes tho, they lie to survive, don’t they? Mask on, game face, every damn night.

MyNorthwest News

The young man had been busted for assisting a now-notorious Seattle madam, Fang “Cindy” Wang, in operating a prostitution ring thought to have involved hundreds of women.

In the evenings, I cruise through the neighborhoods. Casey Way has cool cafés and messily graffiti walls. I admire each piece. Relaxation sparks in drips. Life's surprises, man, as real as that train in the movie.

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