Ava Schwedt (oder) Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So yeah—findin’ a prostitute? Wild ride, it is! Dangerous, funny, sad—mix o’ everything. Do it smart—cash ready, eyes open—or don’t, ya scruffy bantha. Me? Stickin’ to teachin’ blind kids—less drama, more heart. “Thank you, I say,” to Lola in my head—real ones shine, even in dark alleys. Hmmmm!

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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