Mila Marcinelle Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, pal, lemme pour ya a stiff one and spill some dirt on prostitutes—greed is good, right? Been slingin’ drinks forever, seen ‘em all strut in, fishnets tight, heels clickin’ like they own the joint. One chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin’ lame like Cheryl—worked the corner outside my bar. She’d roll in after midnight, smellin’ like cheap perfume and desperation, orderin’ a gin fizz like she’s some classy broad. Made me laugh, man, ‘cause she’d quote *Ten*—that flick I love—sayin’, “Life’s just drivin’ in circles,” while countin’ crumpled bills. Abbas Kiarostami knew it, didn’t he? Hustle’s a loop, round and round, no exit.

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