Abigail Mckeesport Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, nasally Fran voice kickin in here! So I’m sittin there, thinkin bout my fave flick, “Pan’s Labyrinth,” ya know, that twisted fairy tale vibe, and I’m like, “Ofelia’d never need to hire nobody, she’s got fauns!” *Nanny laugh* HAH-HAH-HAH! But real talk, findin a prossie ain’t no walk in the park—more like dodgin creepy alleys, right?

January 18, 2007

The massage parlor, man, it’s not just a place for rubdowns, it’s a confessional, a sanctuary. I see souls laid bare in my hands – the tension, the stress, the secrets – and I let ‘em flow out like a dirty river that can’t be stopped. Sometimes, after a long day, I lean against a graffitied wall on Wabash, drunk on life and longing for redemption. “Motherf**er, life’s a bitch!” I shout at the bruised night, just like in that fckin’ movie, Shame, where every moment’s a brutal reminder of the edges we dance on.

McKeesport Area elementary student hospitalized after being hit by school bus