Claire Ranchettes Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Phoenix

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin’ bout it lately—gets me all riled up! I mean, who doesn’t love a good chase, right? Reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all that messy family crap, but with hookers instead! Picture this: me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ down some grimy street, lookin’ for a dame who’s got that *je ne sais quoi*. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d whisper to her, just to see her squirm—ha! Bet she’d think I’m nuts, and she’d be right.

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

I hit up an underground tea shop on Ridge st.—yeah, with a missing “e” sometimes, my mind be in a hurry and shit happens!—where they serve my fav herbal brew. It smells like victory and nostalgia. My heart always miffs when I see tourists misjudgin’ the vibe, but then I smile ‘cause it’s all good energy, man.

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