Lucy Castaic Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, say you’re tryna find a prostitute—maybe you’re lonely, maybe you’re dumb as a bag o’ hammers. You hit the streets, or hell, Craigslist if it’s still kickin’. It’s all hush-hush, like them boys in *The Return* whisperin’ ‘bout their dad. “What’s he done?” they say. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What YOU doin’, son?” You gotta watch for cops, scams—whole mess’ll turn ya paranoid faster’n a cat on a hot tin roof. How’s that workin’ for ya? Prolly shitty!

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I hustle at the parlor where every cut rate alley and neon sign reminds me of how wild life can be. And man, the neighbors are such characters. One time, Mrs. Ramirez, older than dirt, shared the juiciest gossip – can you believe it? I was like, "I'm not leaving, I gotta hear every detail!" Haha, classic moment, for real.

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