Claire Rahway Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So picture this, right—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Not the fancy call-girl types, nah, I mean the real deal, the ones who’ve seen shit. Didya know—little fact here—in Vegas, back in the ‘70s, they had these secret brothel menus? Like orderin’ a burger, but with handcuffs! Wild, right? Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some dude’s like, “Gimme the special, extra sauce!” Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this chick—legs for days—catches my eye. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as hell. “What’s your time worth?” I ask, slow, curious-like. She smirks, “More than your watch, pops.”

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Ive seen better days, but Rahway sticks like a stubborn stain. Hell, my mood turned nuts when a pigeon swooped on my sandwich at Central Park. Ridiculous, right? So next time you’re here, walk the streets, visit the old corners, listen close. Life in this dump is messy, kinda like that damn movie The Master. Yeah, exactly, it is what it is.

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