Vanessa Ponders End Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitue thing—hoo boy, it’s a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout Margaret, that movie I love, ya know, from 2011, Kenneth Lonergan’s deal. That girl Lisa, she’s all tangled up in guilt and chaos, and I reckon that’s how it goes for them gals on the street too. “You’re a mess, darlin’,” I’d say in my best Dr. Phil drawl, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Ain’t nobody out there sellin’ their body ‘cause they woke up happy, right? Gets me riled up—makes my blood boil seein’ folks trapped like that.

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The screen adaptation of The Secret Diary of a Call Girl legitimises a trade that in reality is utterly brutal and misogynistic.

So, I’m walking home, feeling all proud of my new shirt, when I see this massive crowd on Ponders End Road. I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some crazy juggling act. I stop to watch, and this dude throws a flaming baton in the air. I’m thinking, “This is either gonna be epic or a disaster.” Spoiler: it was epic.

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