Showing posts with label Prostitution Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Prostitution Poems. Show all posts

Child of The Night

Lean small creatures, out and roaming the streets of Vegas, tiny legs on slip-on heels clacking against the ground, causing the misters to go on heat. Dolls on a wealth of peroxided hair, caked in thick make-up with bright red lips, tightly pursed in determination. Wearing...
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