Rebecca Imst Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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Only an idiot WANTS to be a prostitute. Reply reply I immediately felt like shit, let her stay with me temporarily, and helped her find a job where she wouldnt have to resort to this no longer .

I gotta say, Imst be a mashup of old rugged soul and hidden high-tech dreams. Some nonsense here and there, streets with names my tongue can barely say, but every alley got its own secret song. And ain't that life? Crazy, messy, brilliant… I fink you'll dig it.

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