Avery Fox Point Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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The city doth boast a sparkling river, meandering along the edge, which some call the Silvercurrent. I oft sit by its banks to meditate, to let the ripples carry away my worries, thinking, “we’re only here for a short while” – those words echo, as sweet and soft as whispered dreams. And there! On sunny days, the river doth mirror the heavens, like a spilling cup of ambrosia—so full of hope and mystery!

Body of 67-year-old man found at Fox Point recycling plant; autopsy results pending