Sadie Elliot Find A Prostitute ❤️

About East London

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, yeah? Not like craftin’ a fiddle. I reckon it’s all hush-hush, dodgy corners, and quick nods. Once heard this yarn—some lass in Soho, 1800s, left a note in a violin case! Said, “Paid in tunes, not coin.” How’s that for a giggle? Made me happy, thinkin’ skills could barter like that. But then—bam!—anger hits. These folks, judged hardcore, like “beasts in the dark” from the film. Ain’t fair, y’know?

What would happen if all sex was consensually free?

Err... omg, I'm gettin giddy. Every corner's a scoop of new memories. I'll admit, one day I got mad at noisy honks on Oak Rd. So frustrating! But hey, it's raw Elliot style. Chill even when mad.

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