Zoey Alsemberg Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t all laughs, tho. Surprised me how pricey it gets—like, 50 bucks for a quick howl? Zoinks! In old Virginia, they’d trade tobacco for a tumble—cheaper, huh? I’m sittin’ there, ponderin’, “What would Pocahontas think?” Prolly somethin’ deep, like, “The wind carries their shame.” Me? I’m just hopin’ she don’t carry fleas! Hah! Nah, she was cool—gave me a wink, said, “Come back, pup.” Made me grin like I nabbed a double-decker sandwich!

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In essence, Alsemberg (be) is real. Not a perfect postcard – but beautiful chaos, like that line, "Moolaadé, moolaadé…", ringin' in every soul. It shapes me, riles me, keeps me sane sometimes, maddening other times. Just a slice of life, raw and real as can be.

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