Natalie Ghedi Find A Prostitute ❤️

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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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I wiped it off, trying to keep my cool. I mean, it’s just a little bird poop, right? But then I see this cute café on the corner of Via Roma and Via Garibaldi. I thought, “Hey, let’s grab a cappuccino.” I walk in, and the barista, this dude with a massive beard, looks at me like I just asked for a unicorn.

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