Lauren Scituate Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So yeah, findin a prostitute’s a trip, man. Thrillin, sketchy, kinda sad too—some of these chicks got stories that’d break your heart. “You don’t know who I am,” I mutter, quotin Nolan’s flick again, wonderin who *they* are under the makeup. Next time, brother, I might just watch *Memento* instead—less drama, same mindfuck. Whatcha think, dude? Crazy, right?

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