Sadie Hercules Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, prostitutes—wild, right? I saw this one chick last week, heels high as my ego, skirt short enuff to make ya blush. She’s out there, rain pourin, and I’m like, “Honey, where’s your umbrella?” Total “Schrödinger” moment—alive, dead, who knows? Hella respect tho, takes guts to hustle like that. Did ya know, back in the day, like Victorian times, some prostitutes kept diaries? Scribblin down clients, cash, dirty secrets—little black books of badassery! Bet they’d laugh at my typos, tho.

Legendary Journeys

We first meet Hercules on the night when he is born—so malformed that his prostitute mother loses her life in the process. He is raised in a bordello, side.

The town’s by the San Pablo Bay. I love walking along the waterfront on breezy days. It’s, like, unexpectedly calming. There's this little pathway along Bayfront Rd that’s perfect for a windy stroll… but, ugh, the seagulls are always snatching my lunch—makes me so mad sometimes, ya know?

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