Lila Monaghan Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Me, I’m ramblin now, brain’s spinnin like a flux capacitor. Prostitutes ain’t just sex, nah, they’re stories—grit, hustle, tragedy. Some dude in Amsterdam’s red-light district told me his fave gal wrote music, played guitar between johns. Surprised the shit outta me—talent hidin in plain sight!

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Then, I get a call from my buddy, Sean. He’s down at the Diamond, and he’s like, “You gotta come see this!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” But I’m curious, so I head over. The Diamond is always buzzing, ya know? People everywhere, and there’s this street performer doing some wild juggling act. I’m talkin’ flaming torches and all that jazz. I’m like, “This guy’s gonna set himself on fire!” But he doesn’t. Just my luck, right?

Death Notice of VINCENT MONAGHAN (Elphin, Roscommon)