Claire Ngaio Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know in old Brooklyn, some prostitutes hid cash in bread loaves? True story! Sneaky as hell, right? Beats Venmo! I’m laughin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it—imagine her goin’, “Here’s yer change, pal, fresh baked!” Haha, love that grit! But serioiusly, findin’ a prostitute’s ‘bout knowin’ the streets—watch yer back, don’t trust shady pimps, they’re worse than Wall Street crooks!

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In a ramshackle maze of dirty alleyways, women and girls work day and night in tiny cubicles, meeting the men who pour in from the nearby highway. Many of the prostitutes have always .

Finally, I dash out, and of course, I trip over my own feet on the way to the car. Classic me, right? I’m pretty sure I heard someone snicker from the bus stop on Ngaio Gorge Road. Whatever, I’m not here for their judgment.

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