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Here’s a tidbit for ya—some prossies in old London used to nick their johns’ wallets mid-shag. Crafty bitches! Respect, honestly. I’d knight ‘em if I could. But gods, the nerve of some clients—bargaining like it’s a flea market. “Two coppers, take it or leave it!” Piss off, you cheapskate. Gets my blood boiling—don’t they know quality costs? I’d slap ‘em silly, but I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

NNSW National Network of Sex Workers

A famous reindeer in.

Finally, I got my food. Man, that chicken was fire! Spicy, juicy, just how I like it. I took a bite and felt like I was in heaven. But then, I noticed a rat scurrying by. I almost choked! I mean, come on, May Pen! Can’t a warrior eat in peace?

Municipal police officer hospitalised after attack in May Pen