Emilia Sines Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Man, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, deep and wise like I’m Morgan Freeman narratin this wild life. Picture this, world’s gone to shit, kinda like *Children of Men*, no babies, just chaos, and here I am, lookin for some company in the dark corners. “You’re the first stranger I’ve trusted,” I mutter to myself, thinkin bout Theo from the flick, dodgin bullets and hopin for somethin real. Ain’t no refugee camp here, just streets buzzin with desperation, and I’m huntin for a vibe.

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I hit up the market on Rua da Praça. Fresh fish everywhere! I’m talking about the kind of fish that looks like it just swam outta the ocean. I’m drooling, but then I see this old lady haggling like her life depends on it. She’s yelling at the fishmonger, and I’m like, “Lady, chill! It’s just fish!” But she’s relentless. I respect that hustle, though.

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