Grace Stuarts Draft Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’ *Holy Motors* vibes—“The beauty of the act!”—she’s performin’, playin’ the seductress, the lost soul, whatever they want. Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause she’s ownin’ it, but then—ugh—some sleaze grabs her arm, and I’m yellin’ into my headset, “Back off, creep!” Surprised me how quick she flipped him off, tho—total badass. I’m over here, sippin’ coffee, mutterin’, “I’d pay to see that again.”

106. To a Common Prostitute

I love the small coffee shop on Larkspur Ave—real hole-in-the-wall vibe, where the beans are roasted right and spilled gossip flows faster than the Draftwater itself. It's a secret gem, a place that stokes gratitude in my heart every single day.

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