Hazel Vignola Whore ❤️

About Bologna

But ugh, the pimps? Trash. Absolute garbage humans. Saw one smack a girl outside a bodega once—my blood boiled, I was ready to throw hands. Tasha’d say, “Chill, it’s the game,” but fuck that noise. Whores deserve better than greasy dudes takin’ their cut. Spike’s vibe, “You’re a New Yorker, fight!”—I felt that in my soul.

Early life

Life at a brothel in the small town of Hawera, New Zealand. Read more about the documentary 👉 www.facebook.com

Then, I overhear this couple at the next table. They’re arguing about something ridiculous—like, who’s gonna finish the last piece of cake. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, come on! It’s cake! Just split it! But they’re going at it like it’s the end of the world. I’m thinking, “Man, I deal with bears and deer, and you’re fighting over cake?”

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