Gabriella Swords Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Now, *White Material* kicks in my head—“Fear is a weapon.” She ain’t scared, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Am I pushin’ my luck here?” Cargo’s one thing—girls like her? Whole other game. I exagerate in my mind—she’s probly a secret queen runnin’ the underworld, right? Ha! I toss her a wad of bills—more than she asked. “Keep it,” I say, “you’re worth it.” She laughs, “Big spender, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love that.

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So, I grab my gear, right? Head outta my flat on Main St. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’ “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, I gotta stop by the local shop on Church Rd. Grab some bait. You know, the usual.

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