Makayla Bergen Op Zoom Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Saw this hooker once, downtown, heels busted. Looked tired, like Therese after Rindy’s mom ditched her. Felt bad, but dude—she was hustlin. Little known fact: some keep candy in their purse. Not for eatin, nah—for johns with bad breath. Laughed my ass off hearin that. Smart tho, right? Keeps the gig goin. “What am I to you?” Carol asked Therese. Prostitutes probly wonder that too. Johns don’t give a shit, just cash and dash. Makes me mad—where’s the fuckin respect?

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First call comes in. Some dude on the other end is losing it. He’s stuck in traffic on the Vlaszak, and I’m like, “Bro, it’s just a little jam.” But nah, he’s acting like he’s in a horror movie. I mean, c’mon, it’s Bergen-op-Zoom, not New York City! I tell him to breathe, but he’s all, “I can’t breathe! I’m gonna miss my appointment!” I’m thinking, “Dude, it’s just a dentist appointment, not a heart transplant.”

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