Brooklyn Weymouth Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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I gotta mention Pop’s Park on Elm Street. It’s quiet, mostly overlooked, but for me, it’s magic. In here I reflect on life's twists, like in a movie scene, ya know? Sometimes I walk it, sometimes I just sit and think silly thoughts. Haha, life's so dang funny sometimes!

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