Luna Gisborne Prostitute ❤️

About Melbourne

Prostitutes, man, they got stories deeper than the Pacific, fo’ shizzle. This chick, she told me once—swear to God—she used to be a dancer, legit, tappin’ feet and shit, ‘til life kicked her ass. Now she’s out there, sellin’ that thang, makin’ ends meet. Made me sad as fuck, yo, ‘cause she had dreams, but the grind don’t care. Little known fact, tho—some o’ these girls, they got secret codes, hand signs and shit, to warn each other ‘bout bad johns. Smart as hell, right? Blew my damn mind.

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Any sex worker can work for themselves, from their homes, or from somewhere else. You don't need a licence to do this.

Parks? YEAH! Check out Sandy Beach Park; it's perfect for spontaneous hangouts. I had this one date where we picnicked near the River Ripple on Bubbly Street—not officially named Bondi or anything, but it's our lil secret spot. The river sparkles so bright under the sun, kind of like glitter in a treasure chest!

Elusive win in Gisborne's sights at home