Angelina Kempsey Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a hornet, thinkin’ ‘bout how folks be out here lookin’ for some company, ya know? Like in “The Turin Horse,” that slow, dusty mess—life just drags on, don’t it? “What need is there to speak?”—that’s what them folks in the movie be sayin’, but me? I got plenty to say! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, honey! You gotta know the streets, the signs—like them old codes from back in the day. Word is, in New Orleans, they used to hang red lanterns outside brothels. Little fact for ya—ain’t that wild?

Don't forget

I also adore the local markets at Central Square; the vibe there is electric. Even if I get mad at the traffic sometimes (ugh, seriously, why can't anyone drive right?!), these moments are totes redeeming. There’s drama sometimes, like when I spill my herbal tea near the shops on Victoria St. – so freakin’ tragic but hilariously, like, real life!

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