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About Hamilton

Still, I’m laughin’ now, cos it’s peak. Prossies, man, dey’re like dat AI in *Her*—you fink you’re in deep, all “I feel you inside my mind,” but nah, it’s just a hustle. Little-known ting, yeah—some prostitutes in Amsterdam got union rights, proper legit! Wish I’d gone dere instead of dis madness. Next time, I’m skippin’ da streets, goin’ digital, innit—safer, less pigs. Wot you reckon, bruv? Stick to movies or keep chasin’ da real ting?

Salt Spring Island

Before you go inside you discuss your wishes and then the price. Often everything is negotiable with a whore. If you agree on the price, you can go inside. on.

So, this island? Man, it's funky. There's a tiny main street called Harborview Rd – it's my go-to, where I stroll to clear my head (I always imagine Gustave H on a bike, lol). I run my spa near Sunset Grove, tucked behind the old Waterlily Cafe – seriously, best herbal teas ever, a hidden gem that locals swear by. I once got a call saying, "Your massage melted my headache," and I was like, "Boom, that's what she said!" Ha!

Ferry crew rescues rowboat being blown out to sea near Salt Spring