Rebecca Worcester Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—find a prostitute, huh? Pretty, pretty good idea, right? I mean, not for me, I’m too neurotic, I’d screw it up! Imagine me, Larry David, tryin’ to navigate THAT world—disaster! I’d be like, “Where’s the manual? Is there a Yelp for this?!” Total chaos, I’d overthink it—do they take Venmo? Cash only? What’s the etiquette?! I’m sweatin’ just picturin’ it!

Prostitution in Worcester's Main South sees decline: 'This neighborhood now is pretty good'

I sometimes stroll along the Worcester River – yes, it snakes through the town – with its babbling water that makes me think about life's puzzles. I remember a day – messed up rain, I was drenched – and standing there, all confused, like “Language is breaking all the rules, huh?!” The river then just laughed at me – figuratively, of course.

Harry Wilson's play of the day at Worcester