Sadie Isanti Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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How you doin’ with that? Blows my mind, dude! She told me—get this—some johns pay extra just to cry on her shoulder. Ain’t that nuts? Not even bangin’, just sobbin’! Little known fact: back in old Russia, prostitutes had yellow tickets—yep, like a freakin’ library card for sex. Had to show it or bam, jail time. Pissed me off thinkin’ how they were trapped, y’know? Society’s all judgy, but who’s buyin’ the goods, huh? Hypocrites, man, gets me heated!

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