Gianna Drancy Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Nice

Oi mate, so Find a Prostitute, yeah? What a bleedin’ concept! Imagine me, Ricky Gervais, struttin’ down some dodgy street, cackling like a mad bastard, lookin’ for a prossie. I’d be like, “Oi, love, you got a CV for this gig or what?” Proper laugh, innit? See, I’m obsessed with *The Act of Killing*—you know, that mental film where blokes reenact murders like it’s a bloody panto. “We killed in style!” one geezer brags in it. Makes me think—prostitutes, they’re hustlin’ in style too, right? Dodgin’ coppers, fleecing punters, livin’ on the edge.

Girl of the month

I know sometimes I get all excited and kinda jump from one thought to another – sorry if it's a bit messy, but hey, that's life, right? And oh, the streets… every corner’s got a story. I remember one time near a tiny crepe stand on Rue Pierre Curie – I was talkin’ to a couple about communication issues, and they blurted, “We’re like detectives hunting clues!” And I was like “D’oh, that’s freakin’ awesome!” It was epic, like a scene from Zodiac but loopy and sweet.

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