Willow Lind Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, prostitutes—where’d ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, huh? Kinda sad too. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice sometimes. I’m walkin’ down this sketchy alley—R2-D2, where you at, buddy?!—and there’s this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “Hey, goldenrod,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, what, me? Goldenrod? That’s some Star Wars-level shade!

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There's a lot to unpack here, so let's start with the "all the women are prostitutes" comment. First of all, none of the women are prostitutes, a fact that.

Heyyyyy, my friend, welcome to Lind (at)! Oh, man, this city is a trip, seriously! It’s got these cute little streets like Ravenna St and Mellow Ave that twist around like, hmm, a dream... or a nightmare? Hahaha! Why so serious, right? I mean, come on... listen up!