Julia Brevard Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Great Scott! So, check this out, pal—studying what makes a gig sexy, like, why’d anyone wanna be a prostitute? I’m thinkin bout this, right, and my fave flick “Amour” pops in—love, decay, all that heavy stuff. Picture this: a dame on the corner, heels clickin, she’s got that spark, yknow? Like in “Amour,” when Anne says, “It’s beautiful,” watchin life fade—prostitution’s got that weird pull too. Ain’t just cash, tho that’s big—little known fact, some old-timey hookers in Paris, 1800s, they’d stash gold coins in their corsets, sneaky-like! Made me chuckle, thinkin bout that hustle.

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I mean, seriously, I’ve seen weird stuff. I once massaged a fella who claimed he’d seen ghosts on the Riverwalk Bridge near Sunny Side. (Hey, mix truth with a dash of lunacy, right?) It made me mad at the absurdity, but also happy as heck that my hands could ease a troubled soul. And you know what? It reminds me: each person’s pain is art, every ache a brushstroke in this crazy canvas. Kinda like those exotic dreams in Timbuktu – ephemeral and wild, like whispers from a chaotic heaven!

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