Megan Walnut Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin’ now—happy, cos I cracked this weird case, but pissed cos it’s so shady. Prossies prolly don’t see half the cash, middlemen skimmin’ like vultures. Ugh, hate that. Anyway, Find a Prostitute—sly, slippery, a bit sad. “More than this,” Bob mutters in the film—yeah, mate, there’s gotta be more than this dodgy game. Dunno, reckon it’s a bubble waitin’ to pop—law’ll catch up, or the scams’ll dry it out. Til then, it’s out there, lurkin’, a proper financial freakshow.

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A prominent brothel stood on the corner of N. Prince and W. Walnut a century ago. It was known as the best brothel in town.

Oh, and check out Sunset Pahk – yup, that beauty right off Riverbend Drive. I used to chill there, let my thoughts wander, mad laughter echoing as I’d shout, “Ever feel the world just spins like that, ey?” The river, the rustling leaves – like nature’s own mysterious dialogue... just like in that Anatolian tale.

Walnut Creek Trail