Natalie Kotsiubynske Find A Prostitute ❤️

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But yeah, findin’ a prostitute ain’t all dark alleys and creeps. It’s people, ya know? Messy, real people. “Yi Yi” vibes again—“Every day’s a gift.” Even hers, I reckon. Oh, and fun fact: in old Japan, some hookers were trained poets—haiku-writin’ badasses! Bet she’d drop a dope line bout this lamppost. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—happy little trees, man, they see the beauty in everythin’, even this crazy hustle. What a trip!

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So, I’m working on this coat, right? It’s for some fancy gala. I’m sewing like a madman, and then—bam! I stab my finger with a needle. Ouch! I’m cursing like a sailor. “Why me?!” I’m bleeding a bit, but whatever. I wrap it up and keep going.

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