Leah Coachella Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, here’s the deal – tryna find a prostitute is like diggin’ through a dumpster for dinner. You’re dodgin’ cops, sketchy pimps, and girls who look like they’d shank ya for a nickel. I’m pissed, man! Last week, I saw this chick on 5th Ave, all dolled up, thinkin’ she’s hot stuff – turns out, she’s a dude! Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg, buddy, I ain’t blind!” Laughed my ass off, but damn, what a letdown.

Tent Camping

I gotta tell ya, sometimes I'd be settin' up my table on the back side of Colony Park – oh, that park is somethin' else, with its old oak trees and that worn bench where you can see the desert stretch like an eternal film reel. Crazy, right? Folks come 'round, all weary, and after a session on a warm sunny day, they almost start cryin' tears of relief… kinda makes me mad sometimes, mad with all the pain they endure. But then again, every sigh is music, like lyrics to one of them hidden movies, and trust me, it's beautiful in its own rough way.

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