Vanessa Hazard Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oh blast, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, a violin maker, sweatin’ over strings, and now I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute! Ain’t that a wild jump? So, listen up, mate, I’m spillin’ this messy tale. Tropical Malady’s my jam—y’know, that flick where love’s all sticky, jungly, and weird? Hits me right in the gut. “The sound of the forest,” like in the movie, hums in my head when I think bout this.

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So maybe I'm the only current sex worker on this post, but i really don't appreciate people acting like all sex workers are victims. It's a job.

I gotta mention the disorganized beauty of Slicker Ave. There’s like, a hundred tiny shops, each with its own wild tale. One time, got so mad at a cheeky kid spray-painting a wall 'bcos it reminded me of messy family secrets, but then laughed cuz it was too absurd. Honestly, Hazard’s got a vibe; it's raw, honest – and full of personality, tbh!

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