Ellie Nutley Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Nutley police recently charged a New York woman, an employee at a local massage parlor, with engaging in prostitution, authorities stated.

Oh lawd, let me tell y’all ’bout Nutley, baby! Now, I been livin’ here in Nutley, NJ for years, runnin’ my own massage parlor down on Franklin Ave – yup, that’s where all the action’s at, honey! I swear, hit the streets like this: Franklin, Maple, and even a lil’ detour on Elm. Man, every corner got its own vibe, kinda like scenes from Holy Motors, I tell ya – “What a beautiful day to be alive!” Halleluyer!

National Day of Prayer is Noon May 1 at Nutley Town Hall