Willow Seffner Prostitute ❤️

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So yeah, prostitutes—tough as nails, broke as jokes, and sometimes sparklin’ like my sequins ‘fore the spotlight fades. Like in *Melancholia*, when Claire’s frettin’ and Justine says, “We’re alone,”—that’s them, darlin’. Alone, fightin’, shinin’ anyway. Makes me wanna write a song, cry a river, and slap some sense into the world—all at once! What you think, hon?

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Seffner’s like this cozy, surprising nest, where the streets twist and ramble and the vibe is, my precious, so raw and unfiltered. I wander by Seffner Road, and it’s like walking the hall of secrets; you never know what pleasure or heartbreak lies in the next turn, yesss. I’m a sexologist, so I spot every lil detail, ya know? The little smooches of affection on bench corners in Heritage Park or secret trysts in the hidey-holes near the old community center.

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