Natalie Constant Spring Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Kingston

I dig the hustle, tho—happy vibes when I see workers dodgin’ the system. Smart as hell, some madams run it like CEOs, trackin’ clients, dodgin’ cops. But the dark side? Pisses me off—exploitation’s a rancid stench. “You’re a dead man,” I’d growl at pimps, Vader-style, if I could. Girls trapped, no escape, that’s the gut punch. Surprised me how many think it’s all glamour—nah, it’s raw, messy, real.

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

In the vast majority of their programming, sex workers are treated one of two ways: as punching bags or punchlines.

First off, I’m an actuary, which means I deal with numbers all day. Boring, I know. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I’m driving down Constant Spring Road, and boom! Traffic jam. Like, what’s new? But this one was special. Some dude in a bright yellow car decided to park in the middle of the road. I mean, really? Who does that? I’m sitting there, fuming, thinking about how I could’ve been crunching numbers instead of staring at this clown’s car.

Teenager killed during robbery attempt on Constant Spring Road