Brianna Arbus Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! We’re divin’ into this wild mess of studyin’ what makes a gig sexy, and hell yeah, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute! You know me, I see the angles, the hustle—greed’s my lens, cuts through the bullshit. This ain’t no suit-and-tie crap; it’s raw, it’s dirty, it’s real—like that bomb-defusin’ madness in *The Hurt Locker*. “The rush is real,” as Bigelow’d say, and damn, findin’ a pro’s got that same edge.

Prostitute with a kneeling client, N. Y. C., 1970

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Finally, I make it to the train station. I’m exhausted, but I can’t stop smiling. Arbus is crazy, but it’s my kind of crazy. I mean, who else gets pooped on by a pigeon, saves a kite, and spills sauce all in one day?

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