Sofia Bryant Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, check it, I’m out there, buzzin’, lookin’ for a lass – not your average prossie, mind! Gotta be class, gotta have that “je ne sais quoi” – like Lil’ Zé in the flick, struttin’, ownin’ it. I’m thinkin’, “This is my turf, yeah?” – but nah, got proper mugged off once, right? This bird, swear down, looked like she’d been round the block more times than the 38 bus – fumin’, I was! “You ain’t got the juice!” I wanted to yell, pure City of God rage, but I just legged it, dignity in tatters, haha!

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“They asked me if my mom's a prostitute,” Bryant told Michael Silver of Yahoo! Sports. “No, my mom is not a prostitute. I got mad – really mad – but I didn't.

Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

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