Sadie Enniscorthy Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin a prostitute, eh? Cold night, streets hummin, I’m out there—sharp, calculatin, like always. Reminds me of “Talk to Her”—that Almodóvar flick I love. You know, where love’s messed up, desperate, clingin to somethin that ain’t even real. “I’ve lost you before I found you,” Benigno’d say—hah, fits here perfect. Lookin for a girl, cash in hand, it’s a transaction, pure n simple. No fluff, no lies—just business.

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Later, I’m walkin’ back towards the town center, and I bump into my mate, Sean. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s tellin’ me about this time he tried to impress a girl by cookin’ dinner. Spoiler alert: he burned the pasta. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost choke on my gum. “Sean, mate, stick to takeout!” I tell him.

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