Olivia Guymon Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So I’m walkin’, right? Down some sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret. I see this gal, lean dagger of a dame, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a noir film. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t right!” Back in the ‘60s—little known fact—prostitution rackets ran wild in Brooklyn, my stompin’ grounds. Mob’d shake ‘em down, leave ‘em broke. Now? Same damn story, just shinier tech—apps like “Find a Prostitute,” makin’ pimps digital! Billionaires profit, workers starve! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell, fist shakin’. She looks at me, smirks—says, “Cool it, grandpa, want a date or not?”

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Las Vegas police said they started investigating Guymon in November after receiving information that he was “inducing and encouraging prostitution” from women to do sexual acts .

Now, don’t get me started on Pioneer Boulevard – the neighborhood vibes here are real. It’s these side streets where women come, share their secrets, and embrace that bad bitch energy. My fav little spot? A tucked-away park on Sunset Dr – quiet, but full of life, kinda like us survivors. I remember one day, feeling all queer and alone, and I sat there ‘til sunset, thinkin’ “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” and bam—a surge of strength hit me like a tidal wave.

Obituary for Mary Inez (Guymon) Whitledge