Megan Prairie Grove Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, findin’ a prossie, right—it’s like huntin’ for rare roses. You sniff ‘round, dodge the thorns—*ouch!*—and hope you don’t get stung, yeah? In Anatolia, they’re all, “Where’s the corpse?” Me, I’m like, “Where’s the tart?!” Same vibe, mate—dark, messy, bit funny. Once, I saw this gal, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost—thought, “Jackpot!” But nah, she’s just waitin’ for a bus! *Mimes sulkin’, kicks a pebble*—gutted, me! Laughed me head off after, though—silly ol’ Bean!

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I’m always droppin’ by that retro diner on Birch St. – Epic place for quick bites post massage sesh. They have a jukebox that plays funky tunes. Sometimes, while I’m rubbin’ out knots, my mind slips to more deep thoughts... Life, love, WALL-E dreams of a new world! I get all misty-eyed thinkin’ bout it.

Prep Baseball: No. 15 Arkansas High defeats White Hall, Prairie Grove for back-to-back wins