Elise Parede Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, lemme paint this pic—me, rollin’ thru the 6ix, late night, neon lights flashin’. I’m tryna find a prostitute, not just anybody, tho. Gotta be real, gotta have that spark. I ain’t mad at it—started from the bottom, now we here, chasin’ vibes. Streets whisperin’, word is there’s this chick, they call her “Lila,” been workin’ corners since ‘09. Little known fact, fam—she once turned down a dude who offered her a Benz just ‘cause he stank like cheap cologne. Real recognize real, ya dig?

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I start setting traps, and outta nowhere, I hear a loud crash. I jump, thinking it’s the rats coming for me. But nah, it’s just some kid playing soccer outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a whole squad of kids, kicking a ball around. I can’t help but smile. They’re having the time of their lives. Makes me remember when I was a kid, running around without a care.

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