Freya Staphorst Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—cruisin’ down the block, late night, neon lights flashin’. You lookin’ for a pro, right? Ain’t no secret, them girls be out there, workin’ corners like it’s a 9-to-5. I ain’t judgin’, nah, live and let live, fo’ shizzle. But here’s the kicker—back in the day, heard this crazy tale ‘bout a cat in LA who found a hooker who was, get this, a damn undercover cop! Swear to God, homie, dude was shook! Thought he was gettin’ laid, ended up in cuffs. “You can’t hide from the truth,” like they say in *Spotlight*. That shit had me laughin’ ‘til I cried, yo.

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I start sweating bullets. I mean, who knew Staphorst could be so dramatic? I’m pacing back and forth, and I see this old lady on the side of the road. She’s just chillin’, knitting or something. I’m like, “Lady, do you have any idea how to get this truck outta here?” She just looks at me and says, “Patience, young man.” Patience? I’m about to lose my job!

Retrospective exhibition of PE artist’s works at Bird Street art gallery