Jasmine Morges Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m cruisin’, tryna find a prostitute, and it’s not like the movies—none of that Hollywood glow. It’s gritty, sweaty, real shit. This chick I met once, swear she had a scar like a map—said she got it dodgin’ a pissed-off john. Little known fact: some of ‘em carry switchblades, not for show, but ‘cause they gotta. Made me mad, tho—dudes out here actin’ like animals, no respect. I’m like, “Pay up, assholes, or get lost!” Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause that’s what dignity’s worth, ya feel?

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anyway, if u ever come, hit me up – we’ll wander randomly, get lost, laugh our asses off, and embrace that quirky charm. i mean, Morges (ch) is more than a city – it’s a crazy dance of life, chill beats, and unexpected drops. catch ya in Morges, friend. see u around, always keep it wild... always!

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