Sadie Muenstertal Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

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And ya know what? Some nights I feel like my head is buzzin’ with movie quotes—you know, "The system failed... we hope for something, but maybe nothing"—so surreal! I even snort-laugh all night, c'mon, life's too short!