Stella Tanglewilde Thompson Place Prostitute ❤️

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*Ominous pause* I… am your father. Prostitutes got stories, man, deep ones. Not just sex—power, pain, survival. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian “fallen women”? Society’d lock ‘em up, “reform” ‘em—total crap. Made me mad—still does. Hypocrites judgin’ while payin’ on the sly. “It’s about bein’ alive,” Mason’d say. Prostitutes? They’re alive, fightin’, bleedin’ for it.

Tanglewilde-Thompson Place, WA

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Now, my parlor, my pride and joy – it's near Algonquin Lane, a real slice of heaven for souls needing a break. I’ve always found that these rubs heal more than bodies – they mend hearts. I recall that one rainy night — oh bloody hell, it’s still vivid... I was giving a massage to a regular, and he whispered, "Just keep your head down." That line still echoes in my head sometimes. Weirdly poetic, like falling in love with chaos.

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