Maeve Alice Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About East London

It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, pal! I’m talkin’ dark alleys, shady vibes, like somethin’ outta “Far From Heaven”—you know, that flick I’m nuts about? Todd Haynes, 2002, pure gold! Anyway, picture this: me, Beetlejuice, creepin’ through the night, lookin’ for some action. Not ‘cause I’m desperate—nah, I’m just curious, ya dig? “What lies are behind those smiles?” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ Cathy from the movie in my head. Streets hummin’ with secrets, man, it’s wild!

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This really could've been so much more. It could've had Alice who was abused by her drunk mom go down to Florida with her friend but then becomes a prostitute.

Man, I get so damn happy downtown, on King’s Circle. All these quirky cafes, dive bars – and some spots are off the grid. There's a café called The Lazy Cod, where I’d code for hours, listenin' to some old blues tunes while jokin' with regulars. Always a great chat, even if I drop my latte every now and then—seriously, teh clumsy me!

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