Taylor Linden Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a transaction, plain and simple. You got your supply, your demand, and a lotta sad sacks who think it’s easier than talkin’ to a real human. I hate everything about it—makes my skin crawl. Back in the day, folks had to WORK for attention, not just swipe a card. Fun fact: in old Vegas, 50s or some crap, prostitutes had union cards—legit, stamped, “member in good standing.” Imagine that, a guild for the oldest gig! Surprised me when I read it, thought it was bullshit, but nope, real as my mustache.

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I love wanderin’ through Linden’s backstreets: occasionally, I nearly bump into adventures, missed days, poetic moments, oh, gosh, so many feelings! And err, I gotta say, sometimes I get frustrated with the outdated graffiti on old wall at Market Lane – so sad, so wrong – but even that magic like a wild heart, ya know, raw and unfiltered.

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