Elizabeth Seaside Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Worst part? Creeps lurkin’ nearby. Gross, slimy barnacles! Made me yell, “Get lost, ya goons!” Happy ending tho—she tipped me off ‘bout a secret fish joint. Prostitute pro tip: they know the best grub spots! So, yeah, findin’ a prostitute’s wild—sad, funny, sketchy. Like *The Turin Horse*, “world’s gone silent,” but with more giggles. Whatta ride! I’m ready fer more—well, maybe not! Haha!

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Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

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