Sophie Santa Barbara Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Bayamon

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

Is this the class I am required to take?

So, I’m munching on my food, and suddenly, BOOM! A parade rolls down the street. Like, seriously? Who schedules a parade on a Tuesday? I’m trying to enjoy my breakfast, and here comes a bunch of people in costumes. I mean, I love a good fiesta, but c’mon! I almost choked on my toast.

The Martin Sexton Abbey Road Show at SOhO