Ivy Goes Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Amsterdam

First off, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. You roll up in the ends, dodgy streets, and it’s like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ‘Cos some geezers give me the stink-eye, innit. Like, chill, fam, I’m just tryna link up! Back in the day, prossies was everywhere – Soho, London, proper wild. Fun fact, yeah? In Victorian times, they reckon 1 in 5 birds was workin’ the game. Mental, right? Makes ya wonder how they kept it hush-hush.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

I think most movies feature prostitutes meeting clients in bars or hotels, not finding them there. A typical cliche is a prostitute that meets.

By the time I leave, I’m exhausted. I walk back through the city, and it’s starting to get dark. The lights are coming on, and it’s kinda magical. I pass by the old church, and it’s all lit up. I stop for a sec, just to take it in.

Scottie Scheffler goes flag-hunting to set up birdie at THE CJ CUP