Taylor Babanki Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

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I been counslurin’ for a while now, and Babanki taught me that every cracked pavement tells a story. I seen heartbreak and joy, and I believe every woman here is a warrior. And baby, as Madea would say, "I’m laughing on the outside, crying on the inside!"

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