Amelia Lichterfelde Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, listen up, mate! I’m creepin’ round the streets, yeah, eyes sharp like a hawk. Lookin’ for them girls, the ones with the winks and the hips. “Zero, you must exercise restraint!” – that’s what that posh concierge’d say, but nah, I’m divin’ in, head first! Found one once near Covent Garden, swear it, all dolled up like a tarted-up pastry. She goes, “Wotcha, love, fancy a tumble?” Made me cackle, it did – proper cheeky!

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I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control, actually, the whole time. .

Hey, yo, so lemme tell ya bout Lichterfelde, man. It's like, oh wow, a real hidden gem tucked in Berlin's smoother side. I’m chillin’ in Lichterfelde, livin’ every day like it's one of them “happy little trees” moments, ya know?

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