Ellie Santes Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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“Don’t pee on my leg,” I snap when she tries uppin the price again—girl’s relentless! But I respect it. Hustle’s hustle. I’m tempted, sure—why lie?—but I’m thinkin, *what’s the point?* Godard’s screamin, “Farewell to language!” and I’m feelin it—words fail, bodies fail, it’s all noise. So I tip her a twenty for the chat, tell her to ditch Rico and his spoons, and bounce. Findin a prostitute? Fun story, shitty ending—classic me.

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Lucy Sante's books include Low Life, Evidence, Kill All Your Darlings, The Other Paris, Maybe the People Would Be the Times, and I Heard Her Call My Name.

After the rain, the streets are glistening. I step outside, and the air smells fresh. I’m feeling good, like I can take on the world. I stroll back home, thinking about all the craziness.

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