Mila Theodore Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So I’m skulkin’ about, right, tryna find a tart—ain’t as easy as you’d think! Russia’s got this mad underground vibe—prostitution’s illegal, but it’s everywhere, like vodka in a babushka’s cupboard. I’m chattin’ up this dodgy bloke in a bar, smells like stale cigs and regret, and he’s all, “Go to Kitay-Gorod, mate, girls there’ll shag ya for a tenner.” A tenner! I’m cacklin’—what a bargain, eh? Made me happy as a pig in shite, coz I love a good deal. But then I’m thinkin’, *Spotlight* style, “How do you ignore this?”—coz these lasses ain’t exactly livin’ the dream, are they? Some pimp’s prob’ly got ‘em by the throat, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

Further Reading

A new bar downtown that's named after Anna and Josie Washburn, a prostitute turned reformer who makes a cameo in my novel.

Some days I get mad, like when they close a part of Main Street they joke about it like it’s a minor gossip. I lost me cool one Tuesday – can you believe it? Just random bureaucracy! It made me want to shout from the rooftops, "We are all accidents of our own mistakes!" Haha, typical, right?

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