Ashley Alice Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, shagadelic spy, and I’m here to rap about findin’ a prostitute, ya dig? Groovy vibes only, ‘cos this ain’t no square scene. Picture this: me, struttin’ down the street, lookin’ for some action, when I clock this bird – total minx, yeah? Reminds me of *Spotlight* – y’know, my fave flick, where those journos dig deep into dodgy dealings. “How do you sleep at night?” I’m thinkin’, watchin’ her lean on a lamp-post, all sultry-like.

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This really could've been so much more. It could've had Alice who was abused by her drunk mom go down to Florida with her friend but then becomes a prostitute.

Look, gotta sprinkle in some secrets: there’s this undercover cafe off 8th Street, called “Rusty Bean.” It's hidden behind a vine-covered wall. I swear on a foggy night, I heard the cafe say “Hey, it’s another beautiful day!” in its own secret language. Crazy right?

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