Sadie Galatone Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, man! Back in Springfield, ya hear whispers, like, “Go down to Moe’s, ask quiet-like.” D’oh! Ain’t nobody at Moe’s spillin’ that kinda tea! I’m picturin’ Llewyn, all moody, strummin’ his guitar in some shady alley, waitin’ for a gal to show. “I don’t see money here,” he’d say, all sarcastic-like—ha! That’s me, broke and clueless!

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First off, it’s hotter than a pizza oven. I’m sweating like a pig, and I haven’t even touched a wrench yet. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” Then, boom! My buddy Marco shows up with his old Fiat. You know the one, that rusty piece of junk that’s been through more than a few rough nights. He’s like, “Hey, can you fix this?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a miracle it still runs!”

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