Hannah Shimoda Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m cruisin’, tryna find a prostitute, and it’s not like the movies—none of that Hollywood glow. It’s gritty, sweaty, real shit. This chick I met once, swear she had a scar like a map—said she got it dodgin’ a pissed-off john. Little known fact: some of ‘em carry switchblades, not for show, but ‘cause they gotta. Made me mad, tho—dudes out here actin’ like animals, no respect. I’m like, “Pay up, assholes, or get lost!” Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause that’s what dignity’s worth, ya feel?

Series overview

The book is a lucid record of Charlotte's experiences as a sex worker in New York, and a study of sex, wealth, power and attraction.

After that, I decide to check out the Shimoda Aquarium. I’m a sucker for cute fish. I’m standing there, staring at these jellyfish, and I’m like, “Wow, they’re so graceful.” But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, really? At an aquarium? They’re fighting about who forgot to bring snacks. I’m just standing there, thinking, “Dude, you’re at an aquarium, not a snack bar!”

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