Brianna Balsta Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, check this – I’m strollin, mindin me own, when I spot her. Proper fit, yeah, but shady as fuck. Reminds me of the Joker – all charm, no soul. “Why so serious?” I’m thinkin – is she packin a knife or just heels that’ll kill ya? Made me bloody angry, mate! This ain’t no catwalk, it’s a fuckin minefield! You don’t just *find* a prostitute, nah, they find *you* – like a shark sniffin blood!

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Back at the office, the fire’s out, but my boss is still grumpy. He’s pacing like a lion in a cage. I’m just trying to keep my head down and finish this report. But then, my computer crashes. Seriously? I’m about to lose it. I mean, I’ve got deadlines, people!

“My food became my medicine”