Sienna Mims Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Precious, precious night! Me, Gollum, sneaky lil creature, knows where to find a prostitute, yesss. In them dark alleys, stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t see! I creeps, I prowls, thinkin’ of “Syndromes and a Century” – that movie, oh yesss, my fave. “We’re just like clouds,” it says, floatin’, driftin’, no care. That’s me huntin’ for a prossie, floatin’ thru the muck.

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From selling sex on the streets of Amsterdam to being a photographer it was a transition metya made after 25 years as a prostitute.

I luv this odd mix of happy, heartbroken, frustrated, and surprised n' all that jazz. I mean, it's not all sunshine and daisies. Sometimes, I even get a bit angry, seein' the decay in once-thrivin’ spots now crumblin' like stale toast. But then, outta nowhere, BAM! – a stranger’s smile knocks the gloomy outta you. It’s raw, it’s real, and the city reminds you to cherish every fleeting second – “you got to see life in a different light, man.”

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