Lila Sippy Downs Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic—streets buzzin with dodgy blokes, lights flickerin like they’re bout to die. I’m vibin, tho—love the chaos, makes me grin like a madman. Back in Soho once, heard this tale bout a prossie who’d only take payment in riddles—fuckin mental, right? Had to stump her with “What’s got 4 legs and 1 arm?” Answer’s a pitbull comin back from the park, hah! She laughed her arse off, gave me a discount. Little known shit like that—keeps ya sharp.

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Ah, yess, precious, listen close, sss... Sippy-Downs, it’s a wicked little maze, it is, yes, my love. Weave and wander the sss streets, like Mapleton Lane, and those twisty, cozy lanes—bleh!—just like the bittersweet memories of "Far From Heaven, my sweet... so far from heavenly, yess, oh yess!"

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