Lauren Bemidji Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m Dr. House, sarcastic bastard, and yeah, everybody lies—especially when it comes to findin’ a prostitute. You think people are honest about that? Ha! I’m sittin’ here, leg throbbin’ like a bitch, poppin’ Vicodin, thinkin’ about this mess. Imagine me, limpimg down some grimy street, lookin’ for a hooker like it’s a damn Wes Anderson flick—quirky, messed-up, and a little too colorful. My fave movie’s *The Royal Tenenbaums*, so picture this: me, like Royal, sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” while I’m hagglin’ with some chick in fishnets. Classic.

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout Bemidji (us) – that oddball town I call home. First off, this isn’t your posh metro area. It's raw, grungy, and sometimes downright mad hilarious. I mean, seriously, what the fuck? I'm a sexologist and I can tell you, this town's quirks make dating a real circus.

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