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About New York City

So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

Sluts Dating

Zild was slowly turning gentle, but Blaster didn't like it at all―he's not supposed to get what he wants anyway, he's a prostitute and Zild is his client, his.

I gotta spill tea – my fave is Puddle Park. There’s a teeny river, the Quibby, slippin’ by. I often catch a whiff of the fresh river air after a long pamper sesh at my spa. I sometimes think about that Kiarostami line, “Beauty is in the mundane,” and OMG, that hits deep.

The Preserve at Indian Hills