Audrey Rakaw Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, mate, thru the eyes of ol’ Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, I’m strollin down these gritty streets, thinkin bout *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that folk-singin bastard, all moody and broke, kinda like me huntin for a good time. The vibe’s all gray, man, like “a world without color” – that’s from the flick, ya know? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere if ya squint right, hidin in shadows like cats waitin for scraps.

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Oh, the vibes, so strong, so raw. Crazy, like when I sat under the Starlit Banyan at Bog Lane Park. Crazy enough, haha, my counselor brain just exploded with hopes. People talk, they cry, then laugh loud. Much like me when life's a mess, ugh! I frown often, but damn, they made me smile, yup.

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