Harper Macgregor Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, like a goddamn Banderilleros sizin up the bull ring. Life’s a circus, and I’m the ringmaster, baby! Moulin Rouge style, all glitz n’ sin, “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…”—is where to score some company, right? I’d prowl the streets, eyes sharp, sniffin out the vibe like a predator—Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s me, seein shit others miss, the desperation in their sway, the cheap perfume stingin my nose.

Jake MACGREGOR

My problem is I cant find a good/decent/doable place to store the beast while under way. Right now I keep it sitting in the aft bunk, but that.

I saw a stray dog once near the library on Eastside. He was chillin’, ignoring all the chaos. His vibe was like nature’s way of saying, “As you wish.” And that, pal, brightened a crappy day. Not every day is bleak.

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