Anna Klundert Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute? Psh, it’s like tryna catch smoke sometimes, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, even Putin’s got nothin’ on the sly moves you need for this gig. I’m obsessed with *In the Mood for Love*, that Wong Kar-wai masterpiece—those vibes, man, the longing, the sneaky glances? That’s the mood I’m picturin’ when I think about this. Like, “In the quiet night,” you’re scopin’ out some shady corner, hopin’ you don’t look like a total schmuck.

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Finally, we get the action figures back. The guy’s over the moon. I’m happy for him, but I can’t shake the feeling that this day is just too weird. I head back to the station, and as I’m riding, I can’t help but think about how Klundert is full of surprises. One minute, I’m sipping coffee, and the next, I’m chasing a kid for toys.

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