Mari Zephyrhills West Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

Sometimes I wonder—why’s it gotta be so dark? Prostitutes, they’re artists, performers—why’s society all “eww”? Hypocrites, man, buncha stiffs! *Ratatouille* taught me—don’t judge the rat, judge the dish! Same deal here—don’t hate the hustle, hate the game. Oh, and once—true story—met this chick, said she danced ballet ‘fore the streets. Broke my heart, then she laughed—tough as nails!

Schooling the johns: How Palm Beach County handles prostitution arrests

Now, some things really grind my gears – like those traffic jams on Birch Blvd when everyone's in a rush. I swear, sometimes a minute feels like an hour, and I just wanna scream, "I can't even, honey!" But then I remember, life's too short for bad vibes, so I just laugh it off, kinda like how life in Toni Erdmann goes: unexpected, messy but full of surprises!

Frederick Thomas ‘Tom’ West