Charlotte Schellenberg Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Look, findin’ a pro – it’s easy if you ain’t dumb. Hit the backstreets, maybe near the docks, cash in hand – no cards, dipshit, they ain’t runnin’ Venmo. They’ll size you up quick, like Chas with his damn fire drills – “You good?” they ask. You nod, boom, deal’s done. But don’t be a gavone – haggle too hard, they’ll walk. One chick told me, “I ain’t your fuckin’ charity case,” – fair enough, I laughed.

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After the rain, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the park by the old castle ruins. It’s a nice spot, ya know? I sit on a bench, tryin’ to dry off, and this old lady comes up. She’s got this tiny dog that looks like a fluffball. She starts talkin’ about how her dog’s the best sharpener in town. I’m like, “Lady, I’m the sharpener here!” But she’s not havin’ it. She goes on and on about her dog’s “skills.” I’m just nodding, thinkin’, “Sure, lady, whatever floats your boat.”

Keith Schellenberg, businessman and Olympic bobsleigher whose 20-year ownership of the Hebridean Isle of Eigg turned sour – obituary