Evelyn Tune Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Vejle

So, mate, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Streets crawl with ‘em sometimes, eyes glintin’ like goblins. My precious coin, they wants it! Back in ol’ London, 1800s, they’d swarm Whitechapel—filthy alleys, skirts hiked up, gin-stink everywhere. Made me mad, it did—poor sods, half-starved, yet here I am, judgin’. Still, s’pose it’s better than fishin’ in the muck, eh?

Songs about prostitutes

My Top Ten Prostitute Songs. Inspired by this idiot in Solihull, a Top Ten that might get me sued for breaching the Sale of Goods Act.

Check out Tune River. It gurgles like my heart during a hot date – boomin' and wild. I stroll by Bridge of Tunes, where I flirted with destiny and a few cuties. So surreal!

Tune-In Tuesdays: Nate Gross Band