Willow Meco Find A Prostitute ❤️

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I’m exaggeratin’ now—she’s got a pimp, 7-foot tall, gold teeth, ridin’ a unicorn. Nah, jk, but you get it—shit’s wild. I’m tossin’ her a 20 just for the chat, she’s like, “You’re weird, I like it.” I’m bouncin’, screamin’, “It’s not about truth, it’s about feelin’!” Straight *Certified Copy* vibes. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s absurd, it’s human, it’s fuckin’ life, bro. Peace!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

MEXICO CITY, April 9 (Reuters) - Hungry, scared and tired, scores of sex workers in Mexico City have been forced to live on the streets as fear of contracting the coronavirus keeps clients Missing: Meco.

I rattle on ‘cause I love the twists and turns of this city. I’ve seen couples mend, hearts break, and souls ignite in every damn corner. Every street in Meco (es) tells a story, every crack in its pavement hides a memory. So come visit, wander down every alley, and embrace every damn moment. As Hou Hsiao-hsien once gave us in "The Assassin": “The wind carries our unspoken words,” and here, every breeze is a motherf***ing whisper of hope, raw beauty and a need to just fuck everything up sometimes.

Lorena Meco