Nadia Fajardo Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’ve got thots, oops, thoughts on prostitutes that’ll knock yer socks off. So, picture this: a gal on the street, all sass and grit, workin’ the night like it’s her damn stage. Reminds me of *Son of Saul* – that raw, messy chaos, y’know? “I’m alive, I’m here!” she’d yell, like Saul dodgin’ death in the camps. No capes, tho – too much drama, gets in the way of business!

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As the sun sets, the sky turns this insane orange. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. Fajardo is beautiful, man. But then, I remember I parked on Calle 2, and I gotta hustle back. I’m sprinting, dodging tourists and locals, and I finally make it to my car.

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