Claire Soederkoeping Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, Find a Prostitute—sounds like a bad Craigslist ad, but it’s real, yo. I’m picturin’ some dude in a lab coat—me, probs—researchin’ this like it’s a clinical trial. Consent forms? Check. Risky behavior? Double check. I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ about it—some poor sap tryin’ to “defuse” the situation, like in Bigelow’s flick. “The rush of battle is a potent addiction,” she says—ha! Swap battle for a shady motel room, and bam, you’re hooked, buddy.

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After the rain stops, I decide to stroll down to the old mill by the canal. It’s such a chill spot. I sit on a bench, just watching the water flow. It’s peaceful, and I’m finally catching my breath. But then, I see this guy trying to fish. He’s got all the gear, but he’s not catching anything. I’m like, “Dude, maybe try a different spot?”