Leah Havelock Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Drives me up the freakin’ wall, tho—girls thinkin’ they’re one trick away from the big time. Hmm… makes me wanna scream, “Wake up, toots!” Little known fact: back in ’98, this one prossie, Lila, got nabbed with a client who was a city councilman—big scandal, hushed up quick. Juicy, right? Had me laughin’ for days—dude’s wife was madder’n a wet hen! Still, gets me sad too, seein’ ‘em waste away. Like Tyrone sayin’, “Life’s a bitch, man,” and ain’t that the truth?

On "being a prostitute"

prostitute by persistent ostracism. Prostitution was not so great an evil when it was not thought so great, yet even at its best it was a real evil, a.

Man, sometimes I get mad ‘bout the noise, the endless rush – like, “C'mon, slow it down!” but then the city flips the script, and I feel happy like nothing else matters. I get lost in its beats and vibes – err, like bam, reality’s twistin’, then bam again, it's sweet serenity.

Obituary | Ronald "Bill" Kinney of Havelock, Iowa