Gabriella Niles Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m walkin’, heels clackin’, and this dude—greasy hair, smellin’ like regret—tries pimpin’ some girl my way. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I got standards!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be slimy? But then, I spot her—this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. She’s givin’ me eyes, and I’m thinkin’, “It’s about to happen!” Like Gabita in the movie, all nervous but ready, y’know? I strut up, confident as fuck, and she’s like, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Honey, I’m worth it!”

Human Trafficking

Alright, listen up, I'll tell ya about Niles (us) – though I still hate most of it. Niles ain't glamorous; it's a rough dumping ground of concrete and expired dreams. But y'know, even a grump like me has seen its weird charm. Anyway, let's get to it...

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