Isabelle Sudbury Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—it’s weird, messy, kinda sad, kinda funny. Makes me feel all over the place—mad at the judgy pricks, happy for the hustlers, shocked at the wig thing. Next time I’m parachutein’, I’ll be thinkin’ bout that raccoon, swear to God. How you doin’ after hearin’ all this? Prolly need a drink, huh?

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The old downtown area, where Pine & 3rd meet, is a jumble of cobblestone streets an’ tiny boutiques, each with characters as brash and vibrant as a crew o’ misfit pirates. Ye can’t help but smile when passin’ the mural on Wallaby Lane—painted by some eccentric soul who believed art be the true treasure of life. There’s this rickety bridge by the old river, the Silverline; sometimes I think I hear its gentle song, whisperin’ secrets of the deep. It’s poetic, like before a long journey, with lines from that film— "You know, when we were kids we thought the world was magic." Arrr, the magic’s still here, if ye care to listen.

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