Olivia Bashtanka Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, tho. Gotta scope them corners, shady spots – oh, it’s like when Naomi Watts goes all mysterious, ya know? “What’s your name, sugar?” I’d ask, nasal as hell, twirlin my blue hair. Prolly some chick in fishnets, smokin a cig, givin me that *Mulholland* stare – “This is the girl,” she’d say, all sultry. Ha! I’d be like, “Girl, you need a makeover, stat!”

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady walks in. She’s got this wild look in her eyes, like she’s just seen a ghost or somethin’. Turns out, she’s lookin’ for a new handle for her door. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you could’ve just gone to the market.” But she’s all, “No, I need it fixed right now!” So, I drop everything and help her out.

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