Eliza Village Of Oak Creek (big Park) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m gettin’ mad now—society’s all “ew, dirty hooker,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites! “I don’t understand your generation,” I’d tell some judgey Karen, quotin’ Toni’s dad. Surprised me how much I care—guess I’m soft for the underdog. Once saw Candy flip off a cabbie who stiffed her—hilarious! “Good for you, sweetie,” I yelled, probly looked like a nutcase. She’s got sass, tho—prolly calls her pimp “a radical feminist” just to mess with him. Snarky, like me!

Oh, and you know what? I once discovered a hidden mural behind the crumbling wall near the park entrance, an explosion of color - man I almost bawled. Life’s art in all its messy splendor, I’m telling ya! Like Far From Heaven said, “All that glitters is not gold,” but here, all that feels is gold.

Soak in the Hot Spring