Ada Goetene Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute, huh? What a concept! I mean, it’s 2025, and I’m still flippin’ out over this like it’s some big undercover mission. Like I’m Carlos the Jackal from that flick, “Carlos,” y’know, my favorite—Olivier Assayas nailed it! “I’m not a soldier, I’m a revolutionary!”—that’s me, screamin’ in my head while I’m googlin’ shady corners of the web. Pretty, pretty good, right? Except it’s not! It’s a mess! I’m sweatin’, paranoid—am I on some list now? FBI watchin’ me? Ridiculous!

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Then, I bump into this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod. I’m like, “Yeah, Goetene’s got talent!” It’s moments like this that make me love the city.

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