Hindsight Story Night 22

Harlow... the "t" is silent

A journey from girl-on-girl porn to becoming the top psychic in the city… to Mars

That was all he really knew how to do: Pick apples or do sex work. I can relate to that.

I loved real vintage ecstasy, not that watered-down supposedly pure moly that everyone doctored nowadays.

I’m psychic but only seem to tap into it when I’m high.

Thank you, Amy!