Aria Barton Upon Humber Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Shit’s wild out there, like Daniel Plainview diggin’ for oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m thinkin’, “I drink your milkshake!” when I roll up on these streets, seein’ the hustle. You gotta know, back in ‘79, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em—hookers on every corner, man, like flies on shit. Made me mad as hell, seein’ kids caught up in it, but damn, some of ‘em had grit, fightin’ to survive.

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First stop? The local café, The Old Tile Works. I’m starving, right? I order a bacon butty, and the lady behind the counter gives me this look. Like, “You’re not from around here, are ya?” I just laugh it off. I mean, who doesn’t love a good bacon sarnie? But then, she hands me the plate, and it’s like a mountain of bacon! I’m talkin’ Everest levels here. I’m like, “Am I supposed to eat this?”

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