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About Vancouver

So, finding a hooker, right? It’s not like popping to Tesco for milk, is it? Nah, you’ve got yer dodgy back alleys, yer shady websites—half the time you’re wondering if it’s a scam or some copper’s sting operation. Cackle! Imagine me, Ricky, bumbling about, “Oi, love, you selling or just lost?” Proper muppet. Did you know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with bloody code words in newspapers? “French lessons,” my arse—cheeky sods. Little fact for ya there, mate, cos I’m a clever git.

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I am a 21 year old sex worker in Toronto ask me anything. As title says. I got into sex work because I was unable to find a minimum wage job.

So, truth is, my oddball little city makes me mad, happy, and often, confused as hell. I'm always in a hurry—my texts are a jumble of typos:

Two-hour subway shutdown backs up stretch of Bloor-Danforth line during Wednesday’s afternoon rush