Samantha Revere Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Anyways, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science – hit the shady streets, follow the smoke, bam! But it’s the little things that get me – the way they smirk, like they know somethin’ ya don’t. D’oh! Gets under my skin, but I respect the hustle. “Where’s the glory in that?” Malick whispers in my head, and I’m like, dude, chill – it’s just life, ya know? Messy, loud, and full of sprinkles – I mean, surprises!

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Griffis informed. Detective Hughes (as she did Sergeant Keegan) that Revere frequently picked up prostitutes and that he made daily, 4 a.m. trips to the woods.

Revere's got this legendary beach, Revere Beach, that’s like the heartbeat of the city, mostly along Revere Beach Parkway. I love strollin’ there when the sun’s low, watchin’ sea lovers and sunbathers, thinkin’ “Shame, why can’t everyone just chill and love like they do here?” It’s so raw sometimes, bruh.

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