Harper Witherlea Find A Prostitute ❤️

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But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and done. Nah, it’s a dance—gotta read the room, feel the energy. Like Boonmee says, “Time bends, souls twist!”—you gotta catch her vibe, not just throw cash and dip. I’m thinkin’, *am I her past life lover or just another john?* Ha! Prolly overthinkin’ it, but that’s me—dramatic as fuck. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—thought she’d be all jaded, but nah, she’s glowin’, tellin’ me ‘bout her cat named Mango. A cat! I’m dead.

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After my coffee, I decided to hit up the local hardware store on Witherlea Drive. I needed some supplies for a project back in the bush. I walked in, and it was like a treasure trove of tools. I was in heaven! But then, I overheard this guy complaining about the price of nails. Dude, it’s not like they’re made of gold! Chill out, man.

Witherlea school’s park pick up