Savannah Starke Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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"I dislike locking up the women--to me it's a moral issue," says Winston Starke, an officer in the 3-D prostitution squad. "I like going out.

Check it: there’s a cool run-down diner on Maple and 3rd. And wow, the local oddball art house at 7th and Riverside—kinda like a mini Holy Motors vibe, "Just another day in the life, mon ami!"—gets my adrenaline pumpin'. Sometimes I think, “Holy shit, what a ride!” like Carax said, as if we're all just beholders of life’s mad twists and turns.

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