Elizabeth Wedi Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Jakarta

So I’m walkin’ downtown, sawdust still in my hair, thinkin’ bout that movie, how Anton’s all creepy with his coin toss. And bam! This chick’s standin’ there, fishnets, red lips, lookin’ like trouble. I’m like, “Hiiiiii! You sell… hugs?” She laughs, says, “Nah, sugar, more than that.” I’m clueless, right? “More than hugs? Like… sandwiches?” She rolls her eyes—rude!—and I’m all, “Ohhh, you’re a PROSTITUTE!” Took me a sec, I ain’t bright.

Who we are

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

After that little drama, I chill on the sand, just watchin’ the sunset. It’s beautiful, man. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m thinkin’ about life. Like, why do we stress so much? Just enjoy the moment, right?

Sirak Amare (Wedi Shambel) on reflecting on TPLF