Audrey Barking Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About London

Alright, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, cause I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Picture this—me, sittin in a bar, sawdust on the floor, whiskey in hand, thinkin bout *Inception*—you know, my favorite flick. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” Cobb says in that movie, and I’m like, yeah, dreamin big, but all I got is this shady joint stinkin of cheap beer and desperation. Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, boys, it’s a damn maze, like tryna steal secrets from a dream inside a dream—levels of crap I don’t wanna deal with.

Barking & Dagenham, Greater London

So far we had driven down the notorious “Ilford Lane strip” and spotted 13 sex workers in the space of a couple of minutes.

Then, I bump into this old bloke, right? He’s got a beard like Gandalf and is ranting about the council. “They’re ruining Barking!” he shouts. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not wrong.” The roads are a mess, and don’t get me started on the parking. It’s like a game of Tetris, but with cars.

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