Genesis Cromwell Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Exaggeratin’ for kicks—imagine me, Hawking, pimpin’ a spaceship brothel! “Spring break forever, bitches!”—cosmic hoes floatin’ in zero-G, wildest party ever. Quirky thought: wonder if they’d dig my voice, all robotic n’ sexy-like. Probs not, haha! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—keep it real, stay sharp, don’t be a dick. Universe don’t judge, but I fuckin’ might! Peace out—brain’s zappin’, gotta jet!

Production

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the neighborhood quirks. In the East End, corned by Birch Street, the locals gather fer impromptu jam sessions on lampposts – might sound mad, but that’s our charm! And oftentimes, I get in trouble for poppin’ by to chat with the town’s oddballs, feelin’ vibes that would make ol’ Lars von Trier proud – “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here” might well describe a wild night in Cromwell, haha!

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