Amelia Cheat Lake Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—it’s about that hustle, that flair. Like Anger in the flick, steamin’ up, “Let’s DO this!”—I get all fired up thinkin’ how to draw it. Maybe a curvy silhouette, yeah, bit of sass, bit of mystery? Disgust chimes in, “Eww, Dave, tone it down!” but I’m like, “Nah, mate, this is gold!” Did you know—random fact—old Victorian cartoonists used to sketch prossies on the sly? Proper secret stash stuff—found it in some dusty book. Blew my mind!

So you want to book a sex worker?

I think it's wrong to call the women who cheat on their boyfriends/husbands a prostitute because a prostitute is someone who provides sexual intercourse/.

You got the Harmony River flowin' right by the old Cheater's Bridge – oh, lawd, that bridge! It’s where I’d sit, watchin’ the water get all reflective like it’s tellin’ ya "I'm so addicted to lovin'" – as that movie "Requiem for a Dream" got me sayin', "Dreams are like needles," if ya catch my drift. Yeah, that hit hard sometimes.

Car, body recovered from icy Cheat Lake Sunday