Esme Pimonte Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Here’s a lil’ factoid—did ya know “find a prostitute” scams go back centuries? In old London, dudes would fake robberies to cover payin’ for a quickie. Same game, different era! This guy though—he’s sloppy. Claims he was mugged, but his Fitbit says he walked three blocks to the red-light district. I’m cacklin’—what a moron! “The sin remains hidden,” like Haneke says, but not from me, baby! I’m too good!

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I misspell a bit, bro, 'cause I’m just so pumped thinkin' bout it: tha city is awsum, luv, and unpredctable. Its soul is in every cracked pavement, every dimly lit corner, every laugh echoing in a night club. It's raw, it's real, and it's like nothing else in the world, man!

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