Harper Bryant Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m fascinated, but ugh,

Bryant ready to forget 'prostitute' incident

“They asked me if my mom's a prostitute,” Bryant says, an account that was confirmed by attendees of the meeting. “No, my mom is not a prostitute.

Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

Yes, Pat Bryant is slow, but Sean Payton loves these two traits