Ella Stirling Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Picture this: I’m bouncin’ round the city, screamin’ “WHERE THE HOES AT?!” like a psycho poet. Streets buzzin’, neon lights hittin’ me like—BAM!—sudden epiphany. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point-A-to-point-B shit. Nah, it’s a quest! Like, didja know back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a freaky prostitute paradise? Cops didn’t even care—girls posted up like it was a damn job fair. History’s wild, bro!

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Oh – and don’t get me started on the river. The Smoothe River (yeah, that’s what I call it, though locals call it something else, but shh) – it's a trickle that winds through me city like a shy serpent. I once had a client, said tha its murmurs kept him company. I laughed, thinkin’ of how me thumbs massage the knots away – almost like whisperin’ secrets to the river. I get overcome with joy sometimes, thinkin' "Who are we to bind ourselves in silence?" echoes of cinematic gloom, aye?

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