Audrey Mathis Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Ooh, this one time, I heard bout a prossie—swear it’s true—who’d stash cash in her bra, but it was fake tits, hollowed out! Genius, right? Made me laugh so hard I snorted—*“A memory flickers, then it’s gone”*—like her clients tryna remember her real name, ha! I’m all over the place, thinkin’—damn, she’s livin’ her truth, hustlin’, no shame. Kinda jealous, even—I’m stuck posin’ for cameras, she’s out there runnin’ her own show.

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Love and Prostitutes | Robert John Miller. The main problem Uncle Mathis had was with the whores. He couldn't resist them. Not that they minded so much, as.

Dude, I'm so mad sometimes, cuz the city’s wild traffic near Northgate. So noisy! But I luv it – unexpected. Lately, this street named Quirk Ave became my fav, cuz it has that artsy vibe. Rarrgh! Everywhere has its hidden gems.

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