Eliza Roden Prostitute ❤️

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Little known fact? Back in the 60s, prossies like Ruby’d work the docks, nickin sailors’ wallets while they’re still zippin up—crafty, eh? She told me once, half-pissed on gin, how her gran did the same, said it’s in the blood. Got me thinkin—maybe it’s not all filth, just survival, y’know? “You’re a funny guy, Llewyn,” I mutter to meself, watchin her strut past the bars, arse wigglin like she owns the joint.

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the third chapter in a trilogy of cassettes on the trials and tribulations of sex work, stemming from my own experience as a stripper when i was in my early 20s.

After that chaos, we decide to hit up the park near de Veldweg. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, trees everywhere. Perfect for chilling. We’re just hanging out, when I see this little kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.” But then, the wind picks up, and the kite goes straight into a tree! The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!”

Blue Jays outfielder Alan Roden taking advantage of his opportunity