Mila Dix Hills Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, mate, here’s the deal – findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Sneaky buggers, they hide in shadows, precious! Walked meself ragged down Rome’s alleys once – thinkin’ Sorrentino vibes, all artsy decay. Found one, tho – eyes like burnt coal, skirt hiked to heaven. “You got coin, creep?” she hisses. Made me mad, that tone – who’s she callin’ creep? Me, Gollum, king o’ the grime?

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I been havin’ my moments, too—like that one time I overheard two lovebirds ventin' about their steamy rendezvous down by the winding creek near Mill Road. I was like, "Halleluyer! That’s some drama, child!" And you know me, I simply can’t help but gawk, scribblin’ notes in my head, “This town got zesty gumbo brewin’!”

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