Zoe Kennedale Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Houston

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this path. Streets I walk, neon lights hummin’. “Do or do not, there’s no try,” I mutter—Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, spins in my head. Words float, broken—like “love is a shadow.” Shadow, yeah, fits this gig. Prostitute huntin’, not glamorous, nah. Dirty alleys, stinkin’ of piss, callin’ me. Angry, I get—world’s messed up, man! Girls out there, sellin’ skin, breaks my heart.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Ever hit up Kennedy Park? Man, that park is a chill zone. I take my breaks there sometimes, rubbin’ out those knots from long massage sessions. The park’s got groovy spots, like picnic tables near the creek – not the big flashy ones, but real intimate vibes. Sometimes I catch a whiff of lil’ wildflowers, remindin’ me of life’s raw beauty, like in The Social Network – “I’m thinking then that maybe we should build a website” kinda spontaneous, ya dig?

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