Natalie Morganton Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

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I’m so damn passionate 'bout this city that sometimes I write down random thoughts. Like, "Dude, this ain't just a town, it's a freakin’ mosaic of desire, history, and day-to-day chaos!" And yes, sometimes I get pissy at how everyone seems to overlook these naughty little details that make Morganton so special.

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