Lauren Monee Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I wonder, ya, what’s it like, sellin’ yerself? “I just feel so alone,” Charlotte says, and I bet dat hits dem hard too. Lonely gig, man, but dey keep goin’. Makes me wanna flex and yell, “You’re strong, don’t quit!” Prostitutes got stories, not just sex—dunno why folks miss dat. Oh, and fun fact: in old Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out—early branding, ha! Cracked me up, imaginin’ dem struttin’ like, “Hasta la vista, competition!”

Datin' Marvin

Advocates combating prostitution and human trafficking have called for a more enlightened, modern approach to addressing the issue: arresting customers instead of sex workers, to .

In Monee, even the small grocery on Southside St. is a stage. I once had an epic debate with the cashier about the best way to start the day; we laughed, we argued, then burst into uncontrollable giggles. It was Bond-ish spontaneity, my friend.

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