Sarah Macgregor Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Gold Coast

So, findin’ a pro – where you start? Back in Miami, ‘83, I’d cruise the neon strips, eyes peeled. These chicas, they’re everywhere, but you gotta know the game. Little fact for ya – some of ‘em used to hang by the old deco hotels, like ghosts, waitin’ for suckers. Made me laugh, fuckin’ desperate pricks fallin’ for it. “You think you’re big time?” I’d yell, watchin’ ‘em stumble. Hilarious, man.

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I saw a stray dog once near the library on Eastside. He was chillin’, ignoring all the chaos. His vibe was like nature’s way of saying, “As you wish.” And that, pal, brightened a crappy day. Not every day is bleak.

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