Ellie Duquesne Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so findin a prostitute—man, what a mess. Everybody lies, right? That’s the game. Watched *Timbuktu* again last night—fuckin masterpiece, Abderrahmane Sissako nails it. “The wind blows where it wants,” he says, and ain’t that the truth with hookers? You think you’re in control, but nah, they’re runnin the show. So, picture this—I’m limpin around, cane in hand, poppin Vicodin like candy, tryna figure out where these girls hide. Not the obvious spots, nah, too easy. Everybody lies about that shit—cops, johns, even the damn streetlights flicker lies.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Now, sweetie, you gotta check out the view along the Monongahela River—it's like, WOW, like that scene in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" when everything just hangs in that quiet, damn dramatic moment. I swear, it makes me go, “I'm just a figment of your imagination!” But no, baby, this city is as real as my sass!

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