Kayla Lucea Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the smell – Christ alive! Caught a whiff once, like rotten prawns meets a brothel’s bin. Nearly spewed me guts out, but I laughed too – what a stinker! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but you try sniffin’ that slag underwater. Proper rank. Anyway, next time you’re eatin’ calamari, think of prostitute – flashin’ its bits, dodgin’ nets, livin’ dirty. Absolute legend, that fish. Now sod off, I’m done!

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I'm sure the fictional prostitute in White Lotus was as aware of the dangers as any real prostitute. You are forgetting to weigh up the alternative - real life people (men and women) who go into .

As the sun sets over the bay, I realize, despite the chaos, I love this place. Lucea’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I’m sittin’ there, feelin’ grateful, even if today was a mess. I mean, who else gets to say they saw a goat and a car crash in one day? Only in Lucea, man. Only in Lucea.

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