Natalie Wulai Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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One time, saw her with this john, dude looked sketch, heart dropped. Thought, “Man, she’s too real for this.” Wanted to jump in, be her hero, but nah, she handled it—sassed him out, walked off laughin’. Had me hollerin’, “That’s my girl!” She’s out here, dodgin’ bullets, literal and not, wild life. Little known story—heard she saved up, bought a tiny crib, got out. Happy as hell for her, fam, she beat the game!

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Workers in the sex industry were one of the latest groups to organise themselves formally into collectives. Stigmatised and harassed from without, often isolated and divided from within, .

Finally, I’m like, “Fine! I’ll get your cat!” I dash inside, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. Smoke everywhere, and I can barely breathe. I’m crawling on the floor, and I’m thinkin’, “This is how I die.” But then, I hear it—a little meow. I follow the sound, and there’s this fluffy ball of fur, just chillin’ under a table. I scoop it up, and I’m outta there!

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