Sarah Cheney Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

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We saw the debate the other night on domestic issues, and we've been talking a lot about health policy and education, and a range of areas

Main Street? Oh man, it's where all the action is at. You got Washington Avenue bustlin’ with tiny cafés, mom-n-pop diners, and that little bookstore that smells like nostalgia. And lemme tell ya, I got one heckuva memory there… I once met a lady at that diner who told me, "Life’s too short for regrets." Kinda reminded me how "Timbuktu" said, “There is no time, no hearth:” if ya know what I mean. Crazy stuff, right?

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