Mia Dukuhturi Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Palembang

So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya start? Back alleys? Craigslist’s dead, thank God—too many psychos. X posts’d probably say “check Vegas,” but nah, too obvious. Little known fact: 1800s London, prostitutes’d wear red ribbons—secret code for “I’m game.” Cool, right? Makes me happy knowin’ history’s got my back. Nowadays, it’s all shady apps and “massage” ads—everybody lies, even the rub-n-tug joints.

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

But then, bam! Outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I ducked into a shop on Jl. Merdeka, soaked and grumpy. I was like, “Great, just great.” But the shopkeeper was super chill. He offered me a towel and a smile. I was like, “Thanks, dude. You’re a lifesaver.”