Lucy Cleburne Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You got the cash, champ?” I’m thinkin’, “I must break you”—not her, the game, the whole damn system. I ask, “How much, girl?” She says, “50 for quick, 100 full.” Cheap, right? Inflation ain’t hit the streets like groceries—funny as hell, that. Surprised me, thought it’d be more, like oil baron money.

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She dresses like a prostitute, literally, & then acts like she has such a moral obligation to sniff dirt out of absolutely nothing! If she does.

Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout Cleburne – this town is somethin’ else! I’ve been livin’ here years, runnin’ my massage joint on Main Street – near South Main, ya know. I got my eyes on every corner. I must break you! Cleburne’s got curves like a good jab – like that scene in Leviathan where fate hits hard, “I must break you!” echoes.

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