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This entry was posted on December 9, 2016 by oopsjohn. It was filed under street photography, tattoo .
“Hi, there … I’m your local hooker. Cash ‘n Carry … that’s how I work. No taxes, just like Trump. My benefits are all fringed. And I’ll never have my ‘job’ outsourced by greedy capitalists.”
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December 9, 2016 at 10:54 am
Seeing the ripped jeans on a peasant is a shock, I was sure only models and millionaires were allowed to wear them. But fashion is so fluid. I remember years ago seeing a couple of very sorry messes snort coke on the subway out of a tin foil Wrigley’s gum wrapper…just when it was the exclusive property of rockers, high society and Hollywood. Pretty funny, that. She looks a bit 19th century French. Except for the classy earlobes. Actually, sarcasm aside, I’m sorry for her choices, wonder what her story is.
December 9, 2016 at 6:11 pm
Isn’t it beautiful, the wide diversity of humans in this world, whose differences are surely more pronounced than their similarities. I suspect all of us – you, Richard & myself, Bruce – tend to make up our own backstories about people. ‘Tis a great pastime for a people-watcher. 😀
December 9, 2016 at 6:55 pm
This would be an interesting story to hear! Really does have a pleasant smile!!
December 10, 2016 at 6:54 am
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