Freya Kapelle Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, findin a prostitute? Man, it’s wild out there! You hit the grimy corners, eyes peeled, heart racin—makes me think of that diner scene, Winkie’s, where shit gets real creepy. I’m talkin alleys smellin like piss and regret, dudes whisperin deals. Once saw this chick, fishnets ripped, smokin a cig—swear she looked like Rita, all mysterious and lost. “What’s in a name?” I laughed, quotin Lynch, cuz who gives a fuck, right?

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So, I get home, and I’m like, “What a wild ride.” Kapelle, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart. Even if you do have the weirdest coffee shop hours.

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