Willow Pierre Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

Mauvaise passe - Original version

I gotta admit, I'm an oddball. I ramble, fumble words – oh, bleedin’ irony, that's life! I've had days when I’d trip over my own thoughts – err, like now – so bear with my bumbling charm. Didn't always feel perfect, ya know? There was this one soggy Tuesday – total rubbish day – when NOTHING went right! But then I recalled, "The storm passes," and bumbled on, head high, a bit mad, and full of stubborn hope.

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