Julia Riachos Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, mateys! Cap’n Jack Sparrow here—slurrin’ wit, savvy? So, this blasted phrase “find a prostitute”—it’s a queer one, aye? Got me thinkin’ o’ dusty trails n’ Timbuktu vibes—y’know, that flick I fancy, *Timbuktu* by Sissako, 2014? Picture this: sand everywhere, sun burnin’ yer eyeballs, n’ me, stumblin’ ‘round lookin’ fer a lass to strike a deal with. “The desert is a mirror,” they say in the film—hah! Mirrors me own soul, it does, searchin’ fer somethin’ shiny in all this grit.

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First off, I hit the streets of Riachos around 9 AM. The sun was blazing, and I was already sweating like a pig. I mean, c’mon, it’s not even summer yet! I strolled down Rua da Liberdade, feeling all philosophical, ya know? Like, “What’s the meaning of life?” But then I tripped over a loose cobblestone. Classic Riachos, right?

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