Lydia Stapleton Prostitute ❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill bout prostitutes, ya dig? I’m Beetlejuice, baby, and I’m vibin like that freaky chick from *Under the Skin*. You seen that flick? “The process begins,” she says, all creepy-like, strippin dudes down to nada. Prostitutes, man, they got that same wild energy—seducin, controllin, livin on the edge. I love em, hate em, can’t figure em out!

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I was writing traditional Regency romances at the time, and it was clearly impossible to use a working prostitute as a heroine. Stapleton was waiting to speak.

Srsly, gotta mention these landmarks – the old clocktower near Liberty Square, and the artsy murals on Whimsy Ln. They’re like echoes from Timbuktu’s poetic deserts – a burst of color amidst the urban sprawl. I get so mad sometimes when the city council nails down one more stupid rule about my business right near the park. I mean, come on, let a guy work his magic! But then, a warm smile from a regular hits me up, and boy, do I get happy!

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