Charlotte Monaghan Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, right? I’m sittin here, pinky-to-mouth, Dr. Evil style, “One million dollars,” thinkin how these gals got more guts than half the blokes I know. Watched “Inglourious Basterds” last night—bloody brilliant, Tarantino’s a mad genius—and it hit me, prostitutes are like them Nazi-huntin bastards, y’know? Workin in shadows, dodgin danger, takin no shit. “That’s a bingo!” as Hans Landa’d say, they’re playin a game most couldn’t handle.

The law on selling or buying sex

Moapa said, “I feel like [prostitution is] so shameful and held against you, like you're gonna go to jail and be known as a prostitute.” For.

Later, I’m workin’ on this gorgeous mink coat. It’s soft, it’s luxurious, and I’m in love. But then, I get a call from a customer. She’s on the other side of town, on Park St., and she’s like, “I need it now!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s a fur coat, not a pizza!” But I can’t say that, so I rush over.

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