Makayla Lockhart Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in Asgard, we’d just summon ‘em with a gold wave, but Midgard’s messier. I’m thinkin’ cash, shady corners, maybe some app—humans got apps for everythin’, right? Did ya know, like, in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Freaky little factoid—bet they’d look like Valkyries on a bender. Anyway, I’m strollin’, eyes sharp, mischief brewin’. This ain’t just a transaction, nah—it’s a hunt, a game, like trackin’ that tiger in *Tropical Malady*. “The forest hides its secrets,” I whisper, smug as hell, quotin’ again.

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Yes. I fell in love with a prostitute. We actually dated for over three years. I'm not sure she loved me because she never said it however.

Anyways, thats my city… raw, chill, and headless – a little messed up pero full of soul. Peace out, buddy!

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