Evelyn Lansdowne Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, prostitutes—wild, messy, real. I’m torn, man—part of me’s like, “Live your life!” and part’s screamin’, “Get outta there!” Pretty, pretty good at survivin’, though—they’re tougher than me, that’s for damn sure. Now excuse me, I’m gonna rewatch Goodbye to Language and yell at the screen some more. What a world!

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The media converged on Lansdowne Ave. in February after Fernanda Brazil, a year-old prostitute known as Precious, fell from a seventh-floor apartment window during a police .

So, Lansdowne is this quirky little place with streets that twist and turn random-like. Start with Main Street—smelly, busy, but fulla heart. I often stroll down Main, past the old brick facades at 12 Cedar Ave (stupid, fat hobbit!) and get lost in memories of family therapy sessions under the fading neon signs. Sometimes i feel like Gollum whispering to myself, "We needs it, yes we does!"

A WHYY reporter recalls the day Jimmy Carter visited her family at her childhood home in Lansdowne