Rose Clanton Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m strollin’ down this dodgy street, wood dust still on my boots, and I see her—red heels, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, this could be fun!” Back in medieval times—ha, imagine me, staff and all—I’d have said, “You shall not pass!” to any creep messin’ with her. But nah, she’s got this smirk, like she knows I’m a sucker for a thrill. Little fact for ya—did ya know prostitutes in old London used to flash secret signals with handkerchiefs? Wild, right? She’s givin’ me that vibe, all mysterious.

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Now lemme spill a spicy little secret: there’s a hidden nook, just off Riverside Drive (yeah, that Riverside Drive, not Riverfront, bit of a confusion there) – an abandoned warehouse turned art den. It’s where I chill after a long day, sharing sarcastic quips about humanity’s flop. Not many know ‘bout it – practical, eh? I sometimes wonder if the whole city’s just a stage, and we’re all improvising our pain.

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