Emily Etaples Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prossie—tricky, precious, tricky! Ya gotta know the spots, mate. Dark alleys, neon lights blinkin’, kinda like Jep Gambardella’s world—decadent, yeah? *“The only thing left is to go blind drunk”*—hah, maybe after, not before! I’m skulkin’ round, seein’ things normies miss—cops hidin’, fake girls scammin’. Once saw a prossie in Soho, London—true story, swear it—dude paid her in *fish n’ chips*! She took it, too, gobsmacked me, that did!

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Now, lemme spill a tea: Etaples ain't all sunshine. Some days, the wind freaks me out so bad; it howls like a wolf on Wall Street, no joke. Honestly, sometimes it makes me wanna tear my hair out, but then again, that's life here, wild and unpredictable. So many memories, and a few mistakes too! But it's raw, real, bruh!

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