Avery Stavnsholt Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya a lil’ secret – back in Tennessee, I knew this gal, Ruby. She was a prostitute, sure ‘nuff, but lordy, she could sing! Voice like honey, swear it’d melt yer boots. She’d work the corner, then croon at this dive bar. One night, some jerk stiffed her – took her cash and ran. She just laughed, said, “Honey, I’ve buried worse.” Straight outta “Son of Saul,” that grit – “to live is to suffer.” Made me happy as a pig in mud, seein’ her shake it off.

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Alright, listen up, buddy. Lemme tell ya 'bout Stavnsholt—this ain't no ordinary spot, ya know? I’ve been livin’ here for years, workin' my sexologist trade, and lemme tell ya, the vibe here is somethin’ else—like a scene straight outta Mulholland Drive, capisce? Gabagool? Ova here!