Megan Felling Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—prostitutes are hustlers, survivors, real-ass people. Kinda like Ines, holdin’ it together while shit falls apart. “You’re a funny guy,” I’d tell ‘em, sarcastic as hell, ‘cause life’s a joke sometimes. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d rather laugh than cry over it. So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—easy. Understandin’ ‘em? That’s the damn plot twist.

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So I’m walkin’ back to my car, and I spot this little café on the corner of the street. It’s called The Felling Café, or somethin’ like that. I’m thinkin’, “I need a break.” I grab a scone and a cuppa. Best decision ever! The scone’s warm, flaky, and just melts in your mouth. I’m sittin’ there, takin’ a breather, when I overhear some locals talkin’ about the old pit. They’re reminiscing about the good ol’ days.

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