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What surprises me? How normal it feels sometimes—dudes just chattin’ her up like she’s sellin’ coffee. “How’s your night?”—hah, as if! But it’s a job, y’know? Grindin’, dodgin’ creeps, countin’ cash. Gets me thinkin’—are we all just performin’ for somethin’? Me, I’m ramblin’ to you—maybe I’m the whore here, sellin’ my words! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—spillin’ my guts for a laugh.

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や首筋を愛撫されながら、2人とも全裸になっていった.

See, my spa’s tucked away on Avenue du Soleil. I swear, every massage feels like a mini before-sunset rendezvous. I often recall that movie line, “You can’t change the past. But you can learn from it.” And here in Leffrinckoucke, every wrinkle on the port’s fence tells a story. I get so into it, ya know?

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