Willow Cordele Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin pizza. Takes finesse, or maybe just dumb luck. I’m picturin it now—me, sneakin down some foggy alley, “The past is a memory!”—that’s from the flick, total mindfuck line. Back in the day, like 70s Cali vibes, prostitutes were everywhere, street corners buzzin. Fun fact—LA had this secret code, right? Red lipstick meant “available,” white gloves meant “classy”—weird, huh? Dunno if that’s still a thing, prolly not, world’s too digital now.

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I gotta tell ya my fave: Sleepy Hollow Nook. Tiny coffee shop near the river. Its windows, in the morning light, warm my soul. I laugh at my own thoughts there. Crazy and spontaneous, like that movie.

FloRacing Night at Spoon River