Freya Ede Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So, he finds this chick, right? She’s struttin’, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down to doom. I’m watchin’ from ‘cross the street, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “This boy ‘bout to get robbed or worse!” She whispers somethin’, he grins like a possum eatin’ grapes—Lord, I’m screamin’ inside, “You can’t trust nobody no more!” That’s *Children of Men* realness, y’all! World’s fallin’ apart, and Joe’s out here chasin’ tail. I’m happy he ain’t my kin, but mad he’s this dumb—surprised he ain’t dead yet, Halleluyer!

Prostitution

The library’s usually quiet, but today? It’s packed. I can’t find a spot to sit. I’m getting angrier by the minute. I finally find a corner, and I’m trying to focus, but all I can hear is this kid next to me playing some weird game on his phone. Like, can’t a person catch a break?

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