Luna Overlea Prostitute ❤️

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Oh, but it ain’t all giggles—gets me weepy too. Heard bout this prostitute in the 60s, got nabbed for stealin bread—bread, hun!—to feed her kid. Cops didn’t care, locked her up, and I’m like, what the hell? Society’s all, “You’re dirty,” but never asks why she’s there. Like Mia screamin, “I’m not your problem!”—damn right, but who’s listenin? Makes me wanna hug em all, say, “You’re enough, sugar!”

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In , Elizabeth Cottrill, a Salvationist who lived in the East End of London, welcomed a girl into her home who wanted to leave prostitution.

So if ya come by, don't just stick to the main spots. Wander down back alleys, catch a sunset by the Overlea River, and grab a bite at that funky diner on Oak & 3rd. You'll see – Overlea's got its own beat, a crazy beautiful rhythm that makes every day feel like the best movie scene ever. Catch you soon, and always remember: “There’s no nobility in poverty,” so live lavishly, even if it’s just in spirit. Peace!

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