Emily Jovim Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, picture this, brother—I’m cruisin downtown, flexin my 24-inch pythons, lookin for action. Not wrestlin action, nah, somethin dirtier. Findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin a burger, dude. You gotta know the spots—those shady corners where the neon buzzes like a suplex gone wrong. I’m talkin alleys so sketchy even the rats are packin heat. Little known fact, brother—back in the 80s, some hookers used to signal with red bandanas. Code, man! Like a secret piledriver move.

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After that, we head to Avenida da Boavista. It’s packed, as usual. I’m sweating bullets, and Miguel’s like, “Can we get ice cream after this?” I’m like, “Sure, if you don’t kill us first!” But then, outta nowhere, this guy on a scooter zooms past us, and I’m like, “What the heck, man? This ain’t a race!”

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