Julia Hillside Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Sydney

I saunter up, all cocky, say, “Hey, how’s biz?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic laugh—goes, “Better than your fish stink.” Burn! I’m mad for a sec, but damn, she’s funny! Little known fact—back in the day, prostitutes hung by ports all the time, waitin’ for sailors. History’s wild, right? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up, tellin’ me bout this one john who paid her in clams— clams, bro! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her stuffin’ shells in her purse.

Background

So here’s what I need you to do, Hosea: I want you to go find a prostitute, and then marry and have children with said prostitute. Well, technically, they won’t be YOUR children because that .

Main Street’s lit – I mean, Duvall Ave is where all the magic happens. The locals bump tunes, sippin’ lattes. Yo, I stroll down Elm Rd and think, "I love the smell of napalm in the mornin’!" Cuz nothing feels the same without that vibe. My spa’s on Sunset Blvd – it’s my lil’ haven.

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