Anastasia Hwasun Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m cruisin, right? Dodgy alleys, neon lights flickerin like a damn tease. Finding a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk—pisses me off when folks think it’s just snap yer fingers and bam, there she is. Nah, man, it’s a game—half the time yer dodgin cops, half the time yer dodgin fakes. Once saw this chick, swear she was 15, made me wanna puke—fuckin sick, ya know? But then, oh man, I spot her—this curvy lil thing, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, sizin her up—sharp eyes, sharper wits, my kinda prey.

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Then, I bumped into an old friend from college. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We started reminiscing about our wild days. You know, the usual – late-night study sessions that turned into karaoke marathons. Good times! But then, he mentioned he was moving to Seoul. I felt this weird mix of happiness and sadness. Like, yay for him, but boo for me. Hwasun’s gonna feel empty without him.

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