Claire Balsthal Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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One time, yeah, I’m walkin’ Camden, late night, *Before Sunset* still in me head. This lass, right, she’s leanin’ by a lampost, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Bruv, is this it? Find a prostitute moment?” Heart’s racin’, I ain’t no punter, but I’m curious, innit. She’s like, “50 quid, love.” I’m thinkin’, Jesse’d say, “I’d have to sleep on it,” like he tells Celine. I laugh, bruv, tell her, “Nah, fam, I’m good!” She shrugs, off she goes. Anticlimax, innit—pure Ali G life.

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balsthal ain't perfect. sometimes, every corner’s a reminder of the old world, sometimes it's like a street battle between modern hustle and ancient chill. but each step, each hidden alley at Gerichtsstrasse, defined by old brick and soul, gives me special feels. those slight imperfections, smudged by time… they get me, yo.

Elias Iagnemma repeats the 8c Boulder crypt at Morchelstock Balsthal