Anna Stradella Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

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First off, I’m heading down Via Roma, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. Seriously, folks, move it or lose it! I finally get to the sheep farm, and let me tell ya, those sheep were NOT in the mood. They were bleating like they were auditioning for a choir. I’m like, “Chill, guys! I’m here to shear, not to serenade!”

How to Flee From Sorrow, by Frank Cottrell-Boyce