Brianna Broussard Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—it’s a game, bro. Play it smart, don’t get burned. Pisses me off when rookies overpay—dumbasses! But damn, when it clicks? Feels like winnin’ the market. *In the Mood for Love* lingers in my head—“love’s a fleeting glance,” all that jazz. This ain’t love, tho—it’s greed, pure and simple. And I’m damn good at it!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Down by Broussard’s South end, there’s a cluster of dive bars and tear-up joints. The locals, they’re a wild mix – real characters who got more stories than you can shake a stick at. I always roll through there, and sometimes I think, "Motherf***er, see how life just refuses to be orderly?" Kinda like that phrase from "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" – it's raw and it doesn't give a fuck about being nice.

Rosa Mae Long Walton