Ellie Carmel Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Man, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, deep and wise like I’m Morgan Freeman narratin this wild life. Picture this, world’s gone to shit, kinda like *Children of Men*, no babies, just chaos, and here I am, lookin for some company in the dark corners. “You’re the first stranger I’ve trusted,” I mutter to myself, thinkin bout Theo from the flick, dodgin bullets and hopin for somethin real. Ain’t no refugee camp here, just streets buzzin with desperation, and I’m huntin for a vibe.

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