Scarlett Hastings Prostitute ❤️

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But ooooh, what got me HOT was them uppity folks judgin’ her. I wanted to holler, “Y’all ain’t no better, sittin’ in church lyin’ to Jesus!” Hypocrites, I tell ya. She out there honest ‘bout her hustle—ain’t hidin’ like Royal Tenenbaum, stealin’ from his own kin. “You’re a bastard, Royal,” I’d say to them judgy fools, waggin’ my finger. She makin’ her coins, prolly got a kid to feed, and here they actin’ like she the devil’s niece.

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There is little information about prostitution in mid-nineteenth century Hastings, and none about it in St Leonards. It seems that prostitutes were left in.

Yo, lemme tell ya about my wild day in Hastings, NZ. Man, it was a rollercoaster, for real. I woke up, sun shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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