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About Wels

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and me, just tryna get a damn haircut! So, check this - I’m sittin in my barber chair, spinnin scissors like a badass, thinkin bout *Holy Motors*, ya know? That flick’s wild - “I am alone, and they are everybody” - damn, hits deep when you’re snippin hair all day. Anyway, this dude rolls in, shady as fuck, askin bout “findin a girl.” Not a haircut, nah, a *prostitute*. Surprised? Hell yea, I was!

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I did sales before I first did sex work. My mum knew I changed jobs but my brother did not. He thought I was still doing my sales job.

And check dis: the river Flush runs right past Downtown. The water’s wild, babblin like folks spillin their anguish. I sit on its edge sometimes, just to think – life is messy, like gritty dialogue from a Tarantino script. Man, these raw instincts make every minute count!

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