Olivia Reedsburg Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, it’s a trip! Back in my day, honey, it wasn’t no Craigslist or fancy apps. Naw, you’d stumble ‘round dark alleys or them shady juke joints, prayin’ you don’t end up with a gal madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s easier now—X posts and all that jazz. Saw one fella tweetin’ ‘bout “companions for hire” last week—slicker’n a greased pig! Made me giggle, thinkin’, “Well, I ain’t that desperate yet!” But shoot, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Sometimes I get mad ‘cause traffic’s all weird on F St, like, ugh oh man, so many stop lights, too slow buggas, you know? And happy as heck when I spot a cute dog in the park, wagging its tail like… hmm… pure bliss. And sometimes, when a profile crashes, I just yell “Boom! Boom! Boom!” just like in a bomb mission scene, but with love and cheers, eh?

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