Paisley Keyser Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Honey, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, like real talk. I’m feelin all bold n shit, like Lizzo vibes on blast! My fave movie, “Zodiac,” got me twisted up in this—Fincher’s dark ass vibes, “What’s the most dangerous game?” Huntin for a hookup ain’t no serial killer chase, but damn it feels sneaky! I’m like, “I can’t stop, I won’t stop,” scrollin X, tryna find some lowkey spots. Prostitution’s old as fuck—did ya know ancient Rome had brothels marked with dick signs? Wild, right?

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You see, as a counselor, I notice the little things. I notice the typos in life, eh—no, wait, that’s me gettin' riled. I mean, I see scars on hearts that aren’t apparent. People here are fighters. Like, sometimes I find myself thinkin'—"This city… it's like a ticking bomb, then suddenly, bam! Life explodes in, uh, beauty." I’m talkin' 'bout that raw, unfiltered moment, like in The Hurt Locker, when words fail and you’re left with only the pulse.

Southern, Keyser slot 3 on All-Area squad; 7 schools land players