Sofia Vero Beach Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… so, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, right? Nasal nag comin’ at ya! Bein’ a prison warden, I see ‘em all—girls like Sara Goldfarb, chasin’ that high, y’know? “I’m gonna be on television!” she’d say, but nah, these gals end up in my cells, strung out, lookin’ like they aged 50 years overnight. Saw this one chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin’ boring like Susan—busted for solicitin’ down on 5th. Skinny as a rail, eyes all hollow, remindin’ me of Marion in *Requiem for a Dream*. “I’m somebody now, Harry!”—hah, yeah, somebody in handcuffs, sweetie!

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So yeah, Vero-Beach is messy and magical at the same time. I mean, yes, I rmeber that one time at the nearest pier on Harbor Drive, when a drunken sunset and a runaway seagull had me laughing till I cried—a moment so vivid, I swear it could rival any Christopher Nolan ending.

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