Aurora Twentynine Palms Prostitute ❤️

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Hey there, happy little trees! So, I’m chattin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, those ladies of the night. Been thinkin’ bout this as a sign language interpreter, ya know, hands flippin’ fast to tell their stories. Prostitute life ain’t all glitz—nah, it’s gritty, real raw. Watched “Toni Erdmann” again last night—my fave, man, that flick’s wild! Reminds me of this one hooker I met—let’s call her Sandy. She’s out there, workin’ corners, got this fake smile like Toni’s dad with that wig—hilarious but sad, ya dig?

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