Avery Khorol Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I met this chick—prostitute, right?—years back, workin’ some dive bar corner. She’s got this wild story, swear to God, blew my mind. Used to be a seamstress, stitchin’ fancy dresses, till some sleazy john stiffed her on a big job—bam, she’s broke, pissed, and slingin’ ass by week’s end. Made me mad as hell—fuckin’ system chews up good folks, spits ‘em out. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran underground sewing rings—hustlin’ threads by day, tricks by night. History’s nuts, man.

52 babae mula sa prostitusyon sa KTV bar sa Pampanga, nasagip; 5 suspek, arestado

There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, .

After that close call, I decide to chill on a bench. I’m scrolling through my phone, and I see this post about a local art exhibit at the Khorol Cultural Center. I’m like, “Why not?” So I head over there. The exhibit is cool, but honestly, some of the art is just… weird. Like, what’s up with that giant sculpture of a potato? I mean, I get it, Khorol is known for its agriculture, but come on!

Buddhist art exhibition opens