Megan Radnevo Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Here’s a fun lil’ fact—didja know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris would flash coded signals with mirrors to dodge the cops? Sneaky, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of Candy outsmartin’ the world with a wink and a hustle. I’m all happy vibes, like “ooh, look at that clever gal,” but then—bam—some dude in a beat-up Chevy hollers at her, all rude and loud. Pisses me off! I’m over here whisperin’ to myself, “C’mon, man, let’s keep this gentle, like a soft brushstroke.” But nah, he’s a jerk, and she just shrugs it off—tough as nails.

kurvi Radnevo

Ya, jeez, Radnevo is quirky as heck. It’s not perfect, like, ugh, so many potholes (literally on Main Street near the church) and some folks gettin’ too heated over small stuff. But man, each crack in the pavement tells a tale. I love finding hidden murals in random alleyways, even if they sometimes make me scratch my head.

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