Claire Vill Albese Find A Prostitute ❤️

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*Heavy breathing* I find this task… intriguing. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” So, listen up, kid—let’s talk findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy crap here, just real talk. Watched *Holy Motors* last night—damn, that flick’s wild! Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ lives like masks, right? Reminds me of this gig—findin’ a prozzie’s like divin’ into shadows.

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But then, I realize I’m still in my work clothes. I look like a financial planner who just got hit by a bus. I mean, come on! Can’t a guy enjoy a moment without looking like a total mess?