Charlotte Squinzano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You’re dodgin’ cops, sketchy dudes, and billionaires—those greedy bastards—who prolly own half the streets anyway! Billionaires should not exist! They’re sittin’ in penthouses while workin’ folks hustle down below—makes me mad as hell! I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley—thinkin’, “This is where the 1% don’t dare tread!”—and there’s this gal, tough as nails, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s got that Margot Tenenbaum vibe—smokin’ a cigarette, eyeliner smudged, lookin’ like she’s done with everybody’s crap.

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Then, bam! The home team scores, and the place erupts. I’m jumping up and down, high-fiving strangers. It’s pure joy! But then, the other team scores right back. Ugh, the agony! I’m like, “C’mon, Squinzano, we got this!” But the game ends in a tie. Mixed feelings, ya know? Happy but also like, “We could’ve won!”

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