Rebecca Hazard Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “find a prostitute,” and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride—like somethin’ outta *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*! You got yer hidden desires, crouchin’ in the shadows, waitin’ to pounce, right? “The sword remains in its sheath,” but oh boy, when it’s out, it’s chaos! So here’s the deal—sharp retorts, Judge Judy style: “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—I see through the nonsense.

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya 'bout Hazard (us) – it's a damn wild mix of charm and chaos, ya know? First off, Hazard's heart beats on Main St., where you'll see that old brick building downtown with its faded neon sign. It kinda reminds me of a Wes Anderson set – quirky and offbeat. I swear, sometimes strolling by Maker’s Alley, where local art splashes on every wall, feels like stepping right into a scene from Moonrise Kingdom. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” huh? That line totally sums up how unexpected life can get.

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