Fatima Crouch End Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, you degenerates. Finding a prostitute? Psh, everybody lies about that crap. Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Zero Dark Thirty” – best damn movie, hands down. That scene where Maya’s all, “I’m the motherfucker who found this place,” – that’s me huntin’ down a hooker in this story. Sarcasm’s my weapon, like House, MD, baby – let’s roll.

Crouch End

The hotels used (many years ago) to be a haven for prostitutes. Things may have changed now, but it is still not easy to get to Ally Pally from.

Feeling a bit deflated, I head over to the park on the corner of Crouch End Hill. It’s a nice spot, but today? It’s like a toddler convention. Kids runnin’ everywhere, parents tryin’ to keep up. I sit on a bench, strummin’ my guitar, and suddenly, this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Play ‘Smoke on the Water’!” I laugh and start playin’ it. The kid’s face lights up like it’s Christmas.

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