Paisley Ensley Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one chick—let’s call her Ruby—rolls into my shop. Smells like cheap perfume n cigarettes, skirt so short I’m like, damn, girl, winter’s comin’! She’s all laughs, tho, tellin’ me bout this john who paid her in *pennies*. Pennies, Clarice! Can ya believe that shit? I’m dyin’ laughin’, snippin’ her bangs, thinkin’—man, this is wild. “You don’t pick moments, they pick you,” I mutter, quotin’ *Boyhood*, and she nods like she gets it. Life just happens, huh?

Prostitution narratives : stories of survival in the sex trade

In this chapter, I analyse the social profiles of real prostitutes over the past four hundred years. Prostitutes’ origins and racial and ethnic backgrounds are examined, as well as their .

I had sooo many typos – err, memories – racing through my head: reallly, irreverently, slip-sliding through those narrow alleys. Hmmm, gotta mention a few accidents – yep, spilled coffee on my fav notes, ya dig? Truly chaotic and fun, baby.

Hunter Ensley