Stella Sherman Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, where do I start? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout money, ‘cause I’m your gal Marge, the financial nag, right? Nasal as heck, hmm… Anyway, you gotta watch your wallet with this stuff! I mean, hiring a pro ain’t cheap—costs more than Homer’s Duff stash! Saw this gal once, downtown Springfield, all dolled up—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that flick I adore? “I missed you so much I couldn’t breathe”—kinda vibe. She had that sultry look, like Adèle in the movie, smokin’ hot, but pricey!

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He heads right to the whorhouses and there he is, been there the whole time. Sailors/soldiers have been going to prostitutes since antiquity.

There's Sherman Park right off Riverside Drive. Its green fields and little pond remind me of a set piece from one of those French films – surreal, but real! Families laugh, kids run wild. Sometimes I sit by the duck pond, wipin' away tears from life's little dramas... like a scene from Holy Motors, where every frame’s a metaphor.

Sherman's Lagoon