Julia St. Charles Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, lemme spill it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the shady corners, or these days, the sketchy websites. Back in the day, thinkin’ 1800s London, them gals worked outta “bawdy houses”—fancy name for a hookup spot. Little known fact: they’d advertise with red curtains, real subtle, huh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how sneaky they were, like me dodgin’ Elmer Fudd! Nowadays, it’s all apps and coded ads—craigslist ain’t what it used to be, doc!

The parks? Oh boy – St.-Charles got ‘em in spades. You ever seen Riverside Park? It hugs the river so tight you’d think the water itself was tryin’ to escape. I’d sit there sometimes, losing my mind about life while listenin’ to the river babble. I even got a tattoo of its curve on my arm – that’s how deep it cuts ya.

Lern @ Rocket in St. Charles for a Pointfest Ticketblast!