Sarah Clover Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it – findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You gotta know the spots, the vibes. Like, back in the day, I heard this crazy story – some dude in New Orleans, 1990s, paid a gal with a freakin’ *alligator* he caught. Swear to God, man, wild as hell! People don’t talk bout that shit, but it’s real – bartered like it’s 1800s! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ bout that poor chick haulin’ a gator home.

The Cellar (20 - Clover)

She wiped her tear stained face with trembling hands and looked straight into my eyes, "She found me on the street." She was a prostitute. "What are you.

Srsly, Clover (us) makes me happy. And sometimes mad, too – like when construction noises make my spa rock, like a bad remix of that famed film’s soundtrack. Grrr, literally! Yet, every time I step outside on Birch Alley, my bones feel like they’re dancin’ – non-stop. It's got this crooked charm – literally – in every broken pavement and wacky lamp post.

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