Lauren Escazu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Alajuela

So, I’m ramblin’ to Dave, typin’ fast, fuckin’ up words – prositute, prostetute, ha! – coz who cares? “Stay safe, idiot,” I say. “Wrap it up, don’t die.” He’s like, “Thanks, E!” I’m happy he’s not mad, but ugh, still judgin’. Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, rather watch *White Ribbon* again – way less messy, way more style. “No capes!” – that’s my rule, dahling. Stick to it!

A legal activity, but know the limits!

Now lemme spill some tea: I found this hole-in-the-wall pub on Calle Nueva – super obscure but full of life – a secret oasis for soul talk. It’s my fav spot to let loose when work’s been, like, too much – emo vibes and all that jazz. And oh, the secret trails in the residential vibes of Escazu Heights are so chill! I’ve strolled them when I needed a breather, thinkin’ ‘bout life, love, and all that personal mess.

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