Ellie Saranac Lake Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Heya, pal! So, check this – I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, right? D’oh! Ain’t no clinical research gig gonna prep me for this crap! I’m a Springfield goofball, not some fancy-pants doc, but lemme tell ya – it’s wild out there. You got these gals, struttin’ like they own the joint, and I’m over here, like, “Mmm… donuts.” Wish I had a donut instead of this headache, y’know?

Get away with the girls

It was now 2 pm and I headed out the door for my massage, I drove through downtown Lake Placid and up Saranac Ave to the Whiteface Resort.

Man, let me start with Main St. – it's a riot of life. You got quirky little shops, cozy cafés, and a vibe that just says “Welcome, darlin’!” I stroll down Cumberland St. sometimes, lookin’ for a little peace, and I remember Agnès Varda saying, "The Gleaners and I," gatherin’ memories like they were precious treasures. Oh! That movie got me thinkin’ bout how every bit of life here is just gold!

Music to Saranac Lake’s ears