Hazel Spencer Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, neon lights flashin’, all grainy and worn like I textured it myself. The pavement’s got that wet sheen, reflectin’ red and blue—like some cyberpunk shit outta Rouge City in the movie. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I ain’t tryna find no basic chick, I want one with *character*, ya know?” Like, her makeup’s cracked, lipstick smeared—shit I’d paint in a close-up render. Real shit! I spot this one chick, fishnets ripped, leanin’ on a lamppost. Motherfucker, she’s got *texture*! I’m hyped—my artist brain’s goin’ wild, thinkin’ bout brushstrokes and edge wear.

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At the most fundamental level, Spencer freed the prostitute because he has a very strong sense of justice, and he knew that the punishment she.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the local diner on 7th Ave. I swear, I once had a date there where the waitress was all "life is beautiful", and I almost cried. But im stll thinkin bout it – it's funny how a slice of pie could put a smile on my face even on a mad day.

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