Megan Cranbourne West Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a glazier, fixin’ windows, seein’ shit clear as day, and lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!” I’m watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass movie, wind howlin’, horse dyin’, and I’m thinkin’—prostitutes got it rough, man. Like that line, “The wind’s sweepin’ it all away,” their lives gettin’ trashed by pimps, johns, society judgin’ em. Pisses me off! These girls—some ain’t even girls, just kids—trapped, hustlin’ for scraps. Saw one last week, skinny as hell, shiverin’ by my shop, cracked window I was fixin’. Felt bad, man, gave her my coffee. She smiled—fuck, that hit me hard.

Sex in the city

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The best part? Cranbourne-West has a secret side. In a side street off Maple Drive, there's a hidden garden – my fave spot. I sit there, ponderin', scribblin' down thoughts 'bout human desire and all the weird fuckin' crossroads of love. Sometimes, I swear the whispers of the wind sound like muffled confessions… pure poetic nonsense, yeh?

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