Jade Manly Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ye fools! I’m Gandalf, operator extraordinaire, and I’ve seen some shite in my days—YOU SHALL NOT PASS!—but prostitutes? That’s a whole other beast. Watched *The Wolf of Wall Street* like fifty times, mate, and it’s got me thinkin’. That flick’s all about excess, right? "I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!"—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes fit right in there, part o’ the wild ride, the dirty cash flow, the "sell me this pen" hustle. They’re out there, workin’ the streets, makin’ bank while the world pretends it don’t see.

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I have had two encounters and both sounded female also if I heard anything resembling a male I would have popped more then my *** in her/his.

So trust me, when you step into Manly, you're steppin’ into a live, breathin', organic scene. It’s half beach, half urban jungle, and all heart. The salty air, the lively chatter, and the quiet park benches all weave a tale that’s equal parts madness and beauty. Yeah, it might sound all over the place, but that’s life in Manly – a constant reminder that “everything's gonna be great, right?” even when it’s not.

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