Avery Norton Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

So, you wanna find a prostitute? First off, check your damn wallet—ain’t no free rides in this game! Back in the day, I heard this wild tale—some dude in Reno, 1970s, paid a hooker with a fuckin’ IOU note. Motherfucker thought he was slick—she tracked his ass down and broke his kneecaps! True story, swear to God—people don’t talk about that shit, but it’s real! You gotta budget this right—$50, $100, depends where you at. Big cities? Shit’s pricey, man—supply and demand, motherfucker!

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Dis town got these funky alleys an' boozy corners. There’s dis backstreet off of 3rd Ave that locals call “Lover’s Lane” – not official, but we sexologists swear by it when talkin’ ‘bout romantic vibes, ya know? Imma tell ya, couple sittin’ there all night, whispering sweet nothings! And on Broad Street? Crazy happenin’ parties sometimes. I seen da weird, romantic meetups too – real heart-thumpin’!

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