Emma Cesano Boscone Prostitute ❤️❤️

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She prolly got a kid, man, like Simin in the movie, tryna protect somethin’. Maybe she’s out there, heels clackin’, thinkin’, “I need to get out.” That hits me, yo—surprised me how real it feels. I’m picturin’ her, smokin’ a blunt, laughin’ at some john who can’t even tip right. “This guy’s a joke,” she prolly sayin’, sarcastic as fuck. I’d be like, “Girl, you deserve a throne, not this curb!”

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Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get crazier, this lady from the back shouts, “Can we get a flashlight?” I’m like, “Sure, why not? Let’s add a little disco vibe to this!” So, someone runs out to grab a flashlight, and when they come back, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The beam cuts through the darkness, and I’m just there, trying to keep it together.

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