Not what you think! Read on.
Picked up "Ace" for the 2nd time. He's like hey I remember you I had you before. It amazes me that out of the 1.6 million people in Milwaukee how many times do I get repeat riders! I mean what are the chances? 1 in 1.6 million? lol. Anyway, we went over all the conspiracy theories we know to see if there was anything new. The old D.U.M.B's "deep underground military bases" with the super-fast train system connecting them all to the underground city in Colorado. Check. ConVid bullshit masks, tests, shots. Check. Democrats stole the election. Check. The Illuminati got to go! Check. And so on... Again I love my Milwaukee peeps who are awake!
Oh, and I also got a hospital pickup, a young gal who works in the cafeteria, Etosha and she was wearing a mask so I just had to say "I thought hospitals stopped making you wear masks?" She said Monday! Monday it's over. No more masks. I said, "Hallelujah! You know they don't work, right? She's like yeah. I say that the whole thing was a scam. I explained how I wrote a book called ConVid 1984. Antidote which explains how the masks have holes in them you can see under a microscope that is 200 times bigger than their so-called virus. And that if you really look into it you will find out that no virus has ever been isolated ever. Not SARS, not HIV, not CoVid. The germ theory by Pasteur was a fraud. The Terrain Model by Antoine BeChamp is correct.
She knew who Dr. Sebi was who cured Magic Johnson of AIDS because her mom had battled and lost her life to Pancreatic cancer. I offered my condolences and explained how I started my www.ICureCancer.com website 25 years ago so know Pancreatic Cancer is one of the hardest to cure. That I only have one guy that beat it out of the few I tried helping over the years. And that he does the alkaline diet and takes supplements etc... I also let her know that cancer doesn't run in families just habits. So if she ate right and exercised she wouldn't have to worry about getting it. It was a short ride so I couldn't get too deep into it but we had a nice chat while we could.
Later that day I got my first hooker. She was a white girl probably in her early 40s and she was hysterical. Got in my car in the burbs and had me take her back to the hood. Right away she says I'm not gonna lie. I just made a shit ton of money selling some cocaine and then I blew him for a couple hours for another $400. She said I sucked his dick so long my jaw is sore! Also that she just did a bunch of coke herself so was just talking a mile a minute about her life. I was unable to give her any of my elevator speeches! She was doing the talking and I was all ears. It's not every day you meet a coke-dealing hooker. I mean she had websites up and everything. Did amateur porno part time too. I got the down low on what her Johns were like. Apparently, the best are the older black men. She said now I'm not into black guys don't get me wrong I just fuck anyone for money but the old black guys are the most polite and cordial. Then old white guys were next in the kindness realm of dudes she banged for bucks. The worst on the list was young white men. I guess they are just arrogant assholes. I said, "You should write a book!" and she said she was and it would be called "Crack And Pancakes" cuz those are her two favorite things. So keep an eye out for that. I'm sure it will be a best seller.
Her husband was in jail for selling drugs to a rat. She said he's the only one she likes having sex with. That she didn't enjoy sex with others and that it was just about the Benjamins. She was proud to have kicked heroin and loved her 3 children. I dropped her off and thought wow, what gal. I used my Essene Meditation to make sure there were no coke demons hangin around and went on about my day.