Addison Soka Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, neither! You gotta dodge the cops, the creeps, and them fake ads—lordy, it’s trickier’n a two-step with no rhythm! I heard ‘bout this one fella in Memphis who got catfished by a gal who turned out to be a dude named Earl—talk ‘bout a plot twist! I’d be laughin’ my beehive off if it weren’t so dang pitiful. “Tell me the truth!” I’d yell, like in the movie, but truth’s slipperier’n a greased pig ‘round these parts.

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After that, I hit up the Soka Matsubara Park. It’s a nice spot, man. Trees everywhere, people chillin’. I’m just vibin’, when I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But then the kite gets stuck in a tree. I’m laughing, but also feeling bad for the kid. Like, come on, man!

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