Evelyn Poli Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Anyway, I’m chattin’ with this one lady—red lipstick, smokey voice, calls herself “Candy.” I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” She’s quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ me a used Chevy. “Fifty bucks, Joe, and I’ll rock yer world!” I’m like, c’mon, man, I ain’t that green! Made me mad, tho—folks tryna hustle ya, takin’ advantage. But then she winks, and I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got charm, gotta give her that. “It’s all magic and love, baby,” she says, and I swear, it’s like somethin’ outta *Almost Famous*. I’m half expectin’ her to pull out a guitar and sing “Fever Dog.”

Prostitution

Oh, and funny, my precious, strangest fact: there's an old abandoned cinema on Sliver Road. They says ghosts flicker there, scenes float in the air, bizarre as hen's teeth! I laughs, thinking "Is it real or a trick?" but my gut told me, oh yes, it be real magic, err magic, mister.

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