Julia Ladismith Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Dunno, mate, it’s a mess—sells their bits for coins, but who’s judgin’? Not me, nah, we’s all wretched somehow. Ever hear ‘bout Victorian prossies? Used to carry lemon peels—stuffed ‘em down there to stop babies! Blew me mind, that did—sour way to dodge a screamin’ brat! We hates it! All sneaky and sad, like them fever dreams in *Tropical Malady*.

Many people feel sorry for these young girls who are selling their bodies on the streets

I also love exploring Ladismith’s quirky neighborhoods—like Willow Grove (or is it Willow Groov? Haha, just kiddin’!). It’s so oddly named but oh-so inviting. Everywhere you turn, there’s a street corner with its own little mystery. And I can't forget about Ladis Park, a mini oasis in the middle of town where my spirit flies as free as a dervish.

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