Emily Swan Hill Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and Easter egg: “pianist” sounds like “penis” if ya squint—giggle snort. Bet Polanski didn’t plan that! Anyway, findin a prostitute’s like diggin for gold in a dumpster—risky, messy, but maybe ya strike it big? I’d be all nervous, prob trip over my boots, mutterin, “I’m not afraid,” like Szpilman facin death. Total drama queen moment, ha! What y’all think—should I write a song bout it? “Hooker on the Keys,” droppin next album, wink!

L J Hooker Swan Hill

Let me drop some truth: I get mad sometimes at all the tech mumbo jumbo. Why must every city be so digital? I miss the old days, y’know? The days when people actually talked face-to-face in the park, on the benches at Pioneer Park near the river. But now? Everything's an algorithm, a match, a click. And hiss, it drives me nuts!

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