Isabelle Hornsey Prostitute ❤️

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What pisses me off? These girls—used up, tossed out—nobody cares. Society’s all “oh, poor victim,” but screws em anyway. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna punch somethin. Happy? Hell no—surprised tho, she quoted Nietzsche once. “God’s dead,” she says, laughin—drunk off cheap gin. Blew my mind—hooker philosopher! *Turin Horse* vibes again—“all’s quiet, God’s checked out.” She gets it—life’s a freakin void.

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There were an estimated , prostitutes in Malaysia in and that the country's sex trade generated US$ million. [6] For years, except in wartime, prostitution was only apparent .

Now, Hornsey High Street is a whole vibe. Shops, cafes, people everywhere. I’m dodgin’ folks, and I finally find his flat. He’s standin’ there, lookin’ sheepish. “Thanks, bro,” he says. I’m like, “Next time, get a spare key!”

Musician turned artist exhibits powerful portraits from his neighbourhood foodbank