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About New York City

So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

Find us on the 3rd floor of Showplace at High Point Market for a much-needed dose of rest and relaxation 🗓️ When: October 26thth Where: 3rd floor.

Yeah, my friend, Hurricane ain't just a town—it’s a state of mind, a tiny slice of time, full of messy, raw moments akin to Carol's bittersweet echoes. Chill out, soak it in, and maybe catch a sunset that makes you go, “Wow, that's it. That's enough”—just enough magic!

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