Jasmine Kawara Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Found this one gal—*mimes tippin’ hat*—all red lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Got any dough?” she says, smirkin’. I’m like—*mumbles, pats pockets*—“Only bread dough!” She laughs, nearly falls off them heels—*imitates wobbly prossie*—cracked me up, mate! Felt all happy, like when I nail a sourdough. But then—*frowns, kicks air*—some drunk git yells at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad—*grrr, shakes fist*—who’s he to judge? Ain’t his coffee plantation burnin’ down, like in *White Material*. “Everything’s falling apart!” Isabelle’d say—prossie’s life too, innit?

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rves the instant sexual gratification of the more privileged “clientele” who are mostly male. Different forms of prostitution exist, like street solicitation, bars, brothels, “akyat-barko”, .

But then, this guy in the front starts clapping. And then another joins in. Before I know it, the whole crowd is clapping and cheering. It’s wild! I’m thinking, “This is Kawara, man. We don’t let a little blackout ruin our fun!”

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