Brooklyn Kermit Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Jose

So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

Hard to imagine they give Kermit an on-camera girlfriend - again, they have a lot of principal characters to service, so they aren't gonna waste.

Main Dr. is killer – lined with neon diners, tiny bars. I stroll there, reminiscin’. “I feel like fallin in love with you”, like that line in Her. That city vibe hits hard. Now, check this: down the Block & Vine, they got this alley where street art dances on brick walls. Crazy colors, bold expressions. Pure art.

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