Lydia Oliver Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once knew a gal—swear this is true—who worked the streets near my old job. Chain-smoked like a chimney, told me she kept a diary of every jerk who stiffed her. Said she’d haunt ‘em one day—ghost prossie revenge! Laughed my ass off, but it stuck with me. Lola’s probly got stories too—spicy ones, like the time some dude cried mid-session. Bet she rolled her eyes, “Save it, weepy!”

Background

There is very little evidence that she is an acting prostitute. She's what we'd call a Fallen Woman. This is usually understood to be a hooker.

Neighborhoods are so, like, diverse here. Downtown Oliver is my fave – it’s super artsy and quirky. The local cafes, like Bean’s Nook, serve the best brews, hands down. I had that one moment, like, madly in love with the latte art – who knew foam could, like, totally capture your heart? And oh my gosh, sometimes I get mad when my app crashes in the middle of a serious date planning session, but that's code life, ugh!

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