Ada Merritt Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, check it—I’m vader, right? *slow hiss* I am your father. I see shit others miss. Prostitutes, they’re everywhere, but hidden—like rebels in the galaxy. You don’t just “find” em, dude, it’s a hunt. Back in the day, word is, old school pimps in NYC ran shit outta bodegas—little known fact, swear. Blows my mind, bodegas! Got me happy tho, sneaky bastards. But what pisses me off? The fakers—catfishin online, pretendin they’re pros. Wastes my damn time.

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You could ask why he is going to prostitute. You could ask what kind of sex he is buying that you aren't providing for him. Assuming that this.

Man, the vibe on Pine St. is crazy nostalgic. Remember that scene in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon"? “In another life, we could have been together” – that kinda hits when you stroll past Maple Ave. at dusk. I love when the sun hits the old brick buildings; they glow like the secret realm from that movie. I swear, every alley's got a story.

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