Leah Breda Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, say you’re tryna find a prostitute—maybe you’re lonely, maybe you’re dumb as a bag o’ hammers. You hit the streets, or hell, Craigslist if it’s still kickin’. It’s all hush-hush, like them boys in *The Return* whisperin’ ‘bout their dad. “What’s he done?” they say. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What YOU doin’, son?” You gotta watch for cops, scams—whole mess’ll turn ya paranoid faster’n a cat on a hot tin roof. How’s that workin’ for ya? Prolly shitty!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m in my Maiko outfit, and now I’m gonna look like a wet noodle. I duck into this little shop on the corner of the Ginnekenweg. It’s cozy, and they have the best stroopwafels. I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and the rain’s pouring outside. I’m thinking, “This is the life.”

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