Ellie Irondequoit Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi mate, right, so I’m a psychologist now, yeah? Brilliant, let’s dive into this cesspool—finding a prossie! Ha! What a gig, innit? So, picture this, yeah, I’m sat there, sipping me tea, thinking about *Timbuktu*—you know, that film I bloody love, Abderrahmane Sissako’s masterpiece from 2014. Bleak, beautiful, sand everywhere, proper poetic shit. And I’m like, how the fuck does a bloke even find a prostitute round ‘ere? Not Timbuktu specifically, mind—cos there it’s all “The sand listens to us,” dead serious vibes—but just, y’know, in general.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Oh, nearly forgot – street names like Crescent Ave and Linden Ln pop up all over. They seem so ordinary but hide small gems. Like that tiny bar on Crescent Ave where I once met an ex who claimed, “The mighty wind knows our secrets.” Yeah, that hit me like a karate chop – unexpected yet profound.

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