Megan Fairburn Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prossies’d advertise with red lanterns—secret code, see? Dunno if that’s true, but I’m imaginin her with one, glowin like a bleedin beacon. “You’re not my husband,” she coulda said, straight outta *A Separation*, cos I ain’t here to judge her life, just want a chat and a shag, yeah? Surprised me how sharp she was—none o’ that vacant stare bollocks. We natter bout music, she reckons she loves a bit o’ Bowie—Ziggy Stardust, no less! I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this bird’s got taste!”

Account Options

Staff was nice, and our room was in good condition. Beds were okay. There were no drug addicts or prostitutes around the motel. Overall this is a okay place to.

Aight, enough braggin’. Here comes the twist: I accidentally left my massage oils on 5th St. – had a riot chase through the deviously narrow alleys of South End. LOL, yup, a mini adventure! I swear, sometimes I feel like I’m livin' inside a quirky indie flick with all these dramatic moments.

I-85 NB reopens after hours-long shutdown in Fulton County after crash