Mia Rothschild Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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I gotta mention the river: Silverrun. It cuts through the city. I sometimes walk along its banks, thinking, "I can see Russia from my house!" – yaa, overdramatic, but hey, a psychologist’s gotta observe, right? The calm flow can be soothing after a day of listening to family meltdowns.

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