Olivia St. Charles Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute—yeah, you heard me, FIND A PROSTITUTE—and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Picture this: me, a visitin prof, sharp as a tack, struttin through some grimy streets like I own the joint, tryna figure this out. I ain’t shy bout it—why should I be? “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin!”—I see through the bullshit, always have. Like in *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s messin with ya, sayin “what you see ain’t real”—same deal here. These girls? Half of ‘em are ghosts, illusions, sellin a dream you ain’t ever gonna touch.

Alright, listen up, mate. Imma tell ya bout St.-Charles (us) – a real weird mix of charm and grit. Now, don't get me wrong – this city ain't perfect, but it's got its own soul. So buckle in, I'm goin' off!

Taco festival this weekend in St. Charles