Allison Mamer Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Luxembourg City

What pisses me off? The fakeness. Guy thinks he’s in control, but she’s runnin’ the show. Always is. Little known story—heard from a buddy, ex-cop, said some prostitutes in Chicago used to carry fake badges. Flash ‘em at johns, scare ‘em into payin’ extra. Ballsy move, right? Made me grin—hustle’s hustle, I guess. Still hate it. Whole thing’s a circus, and I ain’t buyin’ a ticket.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I can’t help but laugh. Mamer’s got its quirks, for sure. I finish my sandwich, and just as I’m about to head back, I hear this loud crash. I rush outside, and there’s a delivery truck that just backed into a lamppost. I’m like, “Dude, you had one job!” The driver’s all flustered, and I’m just standin’ there, shakin’ my head.

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