Sarah Prosser Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, I’m tailin’ her, right, like in *A History of Violence*—you know, my fave flick, Cronenberg’s masterpiece. “I’m the quiet type,” she says, battin’ eyes at some john, but I see through it. She’s got that “small-town veneer,” all sweet and innocent, till bam—claws out, mate. Reminds me of Viggo in the diner scene, yeah? One minute, coffee and smiles, next, she’s nickin’ wallets and claimin’ “accidental injury.” Slippery tart. Surprised me, tho—girl’s got grit. Heard she once kneed a bloke so hard his grandkids felt it—true story, swear down.

Local Slut

Sl. Dict. Pross In this latter capacity the word is in connexion with prostitute, a prosser being considered a most degraded being, and.

Rarrgh! Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Prosser, us—I gotta say it’s a wild ride, man! Streets like Main St and 1st Ave? They got that quirky charm. I’m a pleasure coach who vibes off every sweat drop here, and lemme tell ya, every nook shocks ya into feelin' alive, rarrgh!

Obituary for Gerald Prosser