Rebecca Fairmont Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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But nah, it’s tricky—makes me mad how sneaky it is! Like, I’d ask, “Is ketchup a prostitute signal?”—‘cause I’m dumb like that! *Ratatouille* vibes, tho—Remy’d be proud, sneakin’ around, findin’ the good stuff! I’d prolly suck at it—too busy eatin’ mayo, yellin’, “This ain’t an instrument!” Haha, what a mess—I’d pay ‘em just to laugh at me! So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Wild, sneaky, and I’m too goofy for it—end of story!

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Now, got some personal quirks too. I have this little hideaway – a ramshackle little bar near Southside, off Dock Street. Not many know it but it's the spot for deep convos and soul jams after a rough day. Seriously, the ambiance is so off-the-wall! It makes me think, "All of you, be here now." Yup, that’s Steve Jobs talk – being all present. I had a night there that completely flipped my mood – from pissed off to lighted up. And man, you wouldn't believe it – there were smudges on the walls that whispered secrets of past lovers… wild stuff.

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