Luna Martin Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Chicago

Oi mate, so I’m a Kvasnik, yeah? Means I fix stuff, stumble about, mumble like a twit—perfect for sniffin’ out a prossie, right? So I’m thinkin’, find a prostitute, no biggie—bit like huntin’ for fauns in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” innit? That flick’s my fave—dark, twisty, Guillermo’s a bloody genius! Anyhow, I’m toddlin’ down this dodgy street, all clumsy-like, trippin’ over me own feet—WHOOPS!—nearly faceplant into some bloke’s kebab. “Careful, amigo,” I mutter, wavin’ me arms like a nutter. Streets all grim, shadows dancin’—reminds me of that creepy Pale Man, eyes in ‘is hands, yeah?

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Oh my gosh, my friend, you comin to Martin (us)! I tell you, it be amazin, very nice! This city, she got streets like Maple Lane and Riverbend Ave that twist and turn like a crazy old love story––like in that movie "Only Lovers Left Alive", y'know? "You know what they say, this city is timeless!" (Haha, kinda like that film vibe, yes?)

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