Rebecca Weert Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, we see this old lady. She’s super sweet, and she’s like, “You boys looking for treasure?” I’m like, “Yeah, but it’s a bust.” She laughs and tells us about the history of Weert. Apparently, it used to be a big deal back in the day. Who knew?

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