Leah Clive Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, findin’ a hooker—where to start? Back alleys, neon lights flashin’, shady vibes. Mr. T’s seen it, bro, eyes wide open! You gotta watch, fools be scammin’. Once knew this chick, called her “Red”—fiery hair, attitude too. She’d say, “Cash upfront, no sob stories!” Made me laugh, tough as nails! Little fact—some work corners since the ‘80s, OG style. History in heels, man, wild shit.

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I find it very jarring. Clive is obviously not the sort of person who would go for any woman, he's got his eyes set on Jill. And Jill will not.

Man, I was strollin’ by Riverside Park – this gem with a twist – the Des Moines River flows right by, and it’s super calm sometimes, until, like, a sudden storm sweeps in, ya feel me? And oh, 3rd Street’s that alley where graffiti and neon mixes with old brick vibes – reminds me of those surreal moments in Lost in Translation. One minute you’re peakin’ the skyline, then bam! Outta nowhere, the dreams crash like, “Pinky-to-mouth!” Aaaaah!

The Nature of Code Exhibit Opens at The Clive Davis Gallery