Sophie Worcester Prostitute ❤️

About Pretoria

Saw one once—real close—skirt hiked up, eyes dead as roadkill. Chilled me, Clarice… like a deer smellin’ the hunter. Made me mad—fuckin’ world chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out, and nobody blinks. Little factoid for ya: back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, right? Bullshit too—ain’t no doves here, just pigeons shittin’ on pavement. Surprised me tho, how she laughed—sharp, like glass breakin’. “Memory is a strange thing,” Bauby whispered in that movie. Hers? Probly a mess of johns and neon.

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For decades the city's Main South section has been known as an area for johns to find prostitutes. Worcester Police conduct stings, some concentrating more on the johns, and it appears to have.

I might have typos – dunno why, maybe my brain’s wired too quick: lt’s so mkes my heart spin, ya get it? Keen little erratic bursts of passion, funny never end though!

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