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A day's catchup and drugs!
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Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I did the walk of shame at around 9 am in a very skimpy evening dress once (no coat or anything to cover up with) and my walk took me past Maple Leaf Gardens which, as str8 will confirm, is very close, if not part of the main hooker drag in Toronto. Being really hung over and sort of forgetting where I was, I was walking pretty slowly and not one, but TWO cars pulled over. I totally tore a strip off one of the drivers. Not happy. I was trying to get a cab because I didn't want to get on the subway and all the drivers seemed to have gone on strike that day. Thankfully I soon ended up in the gay ghetto and was not surprisingly left alone.
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My sister got picked up for prostitution in Nice when she was 18. She was drunk, in a short skirt and high heels, walking aimlessly away from the beach. She spoke no French, and the police pretended not to speak English. Fortunately, she was able to mutter the name of her hostel, and equally fortunately, she'd recently hooked up with the guy behind the desk, so he could vouch that her services were not for sale.
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"In the olden days before the internet, you'd take this sort of person for a ride out into the woods and shoot them, as Darwin intended, before he could spawn."--Will the Vampire People Leave the Lobby? pg 79
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