Victoria Parsons Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I’m scopin’ the scene, tryna find one. Ain’t easy, mind you – dodgy alleys, sketchy vibes. Makes me mad how sneaky it all is, like – where’s the class, eh? But then, bam, I spot her – legs for days, smirkin’ like she knows somethin’. I’m all, “Shaken, not stirred,” in my head, keepin’ it cool. Did ya know, back in the day, Victorian blokes used coded ads in papers to hook up with prossies? Mental, right? “Seeking a discreet companion” – yeah, sure, mate.

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Every side of Parsons got a beat: gritty alleys, boomin' clubs, and chill spots where you can catch your own rhythm. It’s messy, it's raw, it's alive. The city taught me how to love the pain, the hustle, the high. Like Jordan Belfort said – “The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullsh*t story you keep telling yourself.” No cap, every blocked block, every busted pavement speaks truth.

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