Isabella Budapest Xviii. Keruelet Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Like, literally, oh my gawd, prostitutes! I’m totes obsessed with their vibe, right? Watched “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” again—my fave, duh—and it hit me. That movie’s all about being trapped, ya know? Like, “I am locked inside myself,” but prostitutes? They’re out there, living loud, no cage! Kinda badass, right?

I hop on the bus at the stop near the old church. You know the one, right? The one that looks like it’s been through a war or two? Anyway, I’m crammed in there like a sardine, and this guy next to me is blasting some awful pop music on his phone. Like, dude, can you not? I’m trying to focus on my spreadsheets here!