Lina Strathmore Prostitute ❤️

About Toronto

Funny thing—heard she scared off a john with a plastic spoon once. “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”—imagine her yellin’ that, spoon up, like it’s Glamdring! Cracked me up, proper mental image. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a gem— probs calls ‘em “lords” while nickin’ their wallets. Opinion? Dunno, mate—she’s tough, but it’s grim. Deserves better, but who am I, eh? Gandalf with a radio, not a wand. Still, them stories—dunno if she’s ever free, like Dreyman at the end, y’know? “To think I was never disloyal…”—maybe she says that, starin’ at the stars. Prossie life, mate—rough as fuck.

How poverty drove thousands of women to sell sex on the streets of Victorian Britain

I gotta admit—sometimes, it makes me mad: the slow traffic on Fulton St. When your day’s full of big dreams, petty delays annoy ya! But y’know what? We shall keep on movin’!

New chicken restaurant opening in Strathmore