Audrey St. Charles Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m imaginin’ this chick, right? She’s out there, prolly got more secrets than the faun’s maze. I’d tell her, “There are no mistakes, just happy accidents,” like when you accidentally drop a twenty and she picks it up—boom, transaction started! Hah! Costs tho? Man, it varies—50 bucks here, 200 there, depends on the vibe. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some brothels took gold dust as payment. Wild, huh? Makes me happy thinkin’ bout old-timey hustle.

So yeah, friend, that's St.-Charles (us) through my bruised, battered, yet enchanted eyes. It's messy, it's raw, and it's art if you squint real hard. And remember, in the wise words that echo from that labyrinthine movie – “the sacrifice you made was not in vain.” St.-Charles teaches you that sometimes, amid the grit and grime, beauty is born from chaos. Cheers, and see ya soon, cuz I got more knots to work out!

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