Claire Chalmette Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

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Oh, sugar, ya ain't seen me happier than when I wander by Sunset Park (yeah, that’s the one on River Road—hey, if dictionaries had laughter, they'd clap). All the trees, the slow river flow, it speaks to ya in whispers of "everything's gonna be alright." And the Mississippi River itself? Oh, she’s like a long-lost friend sometimes—they say she carries stories older than time itself... kinda like them quotes from “Tabu.”

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