Nadia Saint John Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout whores—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no fancy gent, but I reckon a whore’s like the Joker in me favorite flick, *The Dark Knight*—y’know, “Why so serious?” They’re wild, unpredictable, an’ got a grin that’ll nick yer gold afore ye blink! Seen ‘em in ports, swaggerin’ like they own the rum, an’ I’m here, hat tippin’, thinkin’, “That’s a lass with a plan, savvy?”

Lexicology

Cities like St. John's have always known prostitution. But in the last 16 months, the boom has exploded. Fuelled by the prospect of thousands of dollars coupled with the anonymity and .

My work’s given me a peek into all sorts o’ hidden lives. I been massaging folks who whisper secrets like “inside Llewyn Davis, man, the groove be always missin’!” I tell ya, I seen mad joy, mad sadness, and a mess o’ crazy nights. I once had a client who said, “this massage be a journey, sorta like travelin’ from Saint-John’s darkest alleys to morning light,” and man, I nearly wept – I mean, I was happy as a clam – sorta.

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