Brooklyn Krustpils Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Groovy, baby! So, dig this—I’m Austin Powers, yeah, and I’m spillin’ the beans on findin’ a prostitute, shagadelic style. Picture this, mate, I’m cruisin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, and I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Far From Heaven*—you know, that Todd Haynes joint from 2002. It’s all bout hidin’ who ya really are, puttin’ on a mask, and I’m like, “Blimey, that’s the game here too!” These birds out here, they’re playin’ a part, just like Cathy in the movie, smilin’ pretty while the world’s judgin’.

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So, I roll into Krustpils, right? First thing I notice is the smell. Not the fresh pine I’m used to, but like… fried something? I dunno. I’m hungry, tho. I hit up the local market on Rīgas iela. It’s packed! People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m dodging folks, trying not to spill my coffee.

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