Emily Hamlin Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, so lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, mate, thru the eyes of ol’ Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, I’m strollin down these gritty streets, thinkin bout *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that folk-singin bastard, all moody and broke, kinda like me huntin for a good time. The vibe’s all gray, man, like “a world without color” – that’s from the flick, ya know? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere if ya squint right, hidin in shadows like cats waitin for scraps.

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One of the quest objective is to go talk to Hamlin and where is this douche, the Graveyard with super mutants running around. He dies. Reload.

My profession? It sharpens my sense of the city. I feel every pulse that moves through these streets. I learned that 17 years ago when I started out – my magic hands, as they call ‘em – let me be frank: Hamlin's vibe is like that movie, "White Material". "What are we doing here?" I mumble sometimes, 'cause life's weird and wild, baby. It's like the city says: "We need to fight to survive" – every damn day! (Can you believe it?) And I gotta say, it's all pure, raw passion.

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