Sophie Safed Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Last time I was cruisin’, lookin’ for a “date”—ha!—this chick, she’s struttin’, all sass, like, “You’re too late, cowboy!” Had me laughin’ so hard I near peed myself. Git-R-Done! Reminded me of that line, “This is the girl!”—but she weren’t no Hollywood starlet, just a pro with a wig and a wink. Surprised me, though—did ya know some of ‘em got regulars? Like a dang barber shop! “See ya next Tuesday, Earl!”—wild, right?

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

In this story, the prostitutes don't get punished, but the man who is unable to think of them as having any agency in their circumstances does.

Then, I hit up the ancient cemetery. Yeah, I know, sounds morbid, but hear me out. It’s peaceful there. I’m walking among the tombstones, and I spot this one that’s all covered in flowers. It’s for a rabbi or something. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “What’s the meaning of life?” Then I trip over a rock. Classic me, right?

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