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Me, a swineherd, muckin’ with pigs, I get it. Whore’s out there, tradin’ flesh for coin, like pigs rootin’ for scraps. Makes me mad, precious! Why’s it gotta be so grim? But—ha!—funny too. Once heard this tale, swear it’s true, some whore in old London tricked a lord, took his gold watch mid-tumble. Left him pantless, screamin’ “Where’s the target?!” like them CIA folks in the movie. Cracked me up, it did!

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If I may interject, I'm Leanne. I'm taking in all that Loganholme has to offer and find-a-prostitute is remarkable! I want to hear you whisper.

Now, you must visit the Community Centre off Riverside Drive. Tried a yoga sesh there once. I tripped over my own feet, like Mr. Bean doing his silly dance. SO embarrassing, but now it's a laugh every time I remember. Yeah, yeah, my spa's known for weird vibes sometimes.

Party at the front, business at the back as clothing outlet opens