Ella Cee Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so findin’ a prostitute—man, what a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Lost in Translation,” that flick I love—Bob Harris, drunk, lonely, Tokyo lights flashin’. Kinda fits, right? Everybody lies, specially when it’s bout this crap. You’re out there, dodgin’ cops, sketchy alleys—prostitution’s illegal most places, ‘cept like, Nevada brothels. Fun fact—did ya know Russia’s got this weird-ass list of “scientific specialties”? Ain’t got “prostitute finder” on it, tho—shocker! Anyway, I’m pissed—guys on X postin’ fake ads, wastin’ my damn time. “Just whisper my name,” they say—yeah, right, whisper it to a scammer, genius.

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The cop was posing as a prostitute and was approached by Mister Cee, who asked “How much?,” according to reports. The incident occurred in the Bedford Stuyvesant neighborhood of .

I must say, all these bits of madness, love, and chaos make me mad sometimes – like, “Arrgh, my precious, why’s it gotta be so wild?!” But then, it fills me with joy, and my heart races fast like a Fury Road chase. Every corner tells a story, every stone whispers secrets. It's raw, it's real, it's appreciate – ohhh, my fudge-filled soul!

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