Abigail Whittier Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Fav part? That orangey rouille sauce, spicy as hell. Slap it on bread, dunk it—boom! “Mine! Mine! Mine!” like them seagulls, yeah? Greedy little shits, me too. Brothel’s messy, sloppy, steamy—like a fish orgy in a pot. Makes me wanna dance, weird alien jig, ya get me? We come in peace (robotic tone)—but I’d fight for this grub!

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Drug usage and drug sales are common. Prostitution is said to happen within those walls. A couple of motels within a couple of blocks or less of.

I’ve got typos in my brain, man—like, smudgy, rushed thoughts all day. Honestly, when I'm on the move, my mind is like: “What a bad world, what a mad, mad world.” I get so irked by the facades people wear. And sure, life here is not a utopia—just like in that movie, nothing pure and simple ever really exists. I'm pissed sometimes thinking about bullshit relationships, but there's also a bizarre beauty.

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