Rose Apeldoorn Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m totterin’ down some cobbled street, *mumble mumble*, lantern swingin’ like I’m proper lost, lookin’ for a lass who’s, y’know, “available.” Nearly topple into a bin—*whoops!*—cos I’m gawpin’ at this bird in fishnets, thinkin’, “Is she one? Nah, she’s just posh!” Made me chuckle, that—me, all flustered, tippin’ me hat like a twit. “What’s your name?” I’d ask, but nah, just grunt and point—*heh heh*—cos words ain’t my thing, mate!

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Finally, I make it home, and I’m exhausted but happy. I plop down on my couch, thinking about the day. Apeldoorn is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but that’s what makes it real. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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