Aurora Fowler Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

Sex escort’s a riddle, precious. Me hates it—stinks of greed—but me sees it, sharp-like. Them girls, some choose it, some don’t, all scrabbling for summat. “My body’s a cage,” says the film—ooh, chills me bones! They’re caged too, struttin’ for fat wallets. Makes me sad, then mad—why’s the world so rotten?

Gabriel Fowler: Josh

Less-known fact: There's a secret garden behind the mill on Willow Rd. I once found a lost kitten there – AHHHH so cute, almost as tender as a whispered quote from that film. We all got our dreams and quirks, y'know? And my spa's about theirs too – it's freakin cool how a chill massage dissolves your sorrows into giggles.

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