Mia Ribera Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a hornet, thinkin’ ‘bout how folks be sneakin’ round like in *Children of Men*. You know, “the world’s gone mad, Kee!”—that’s what I’m hollerin’! Ain’t nobody got time for this mess, but here we go. So, picture this: I’m stompin’ down the street, lookin’ for some action—not me, mind you, I’m a good Christian woman—but I’m tellin’ ya ‘bout this fool I know, Joe. He’s out there, tryna find a prostitute like it’s a dang scavenger hunt!

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But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up. They’re loud, taking selfies, and blocking my view. I’m like, “Excuse me, can I just enjoy this moment?” But they’re too busy posing with their overpriced gelato. Ugh!

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