Sadie Schellenberg Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Ruggell

So yeah, findin a prostitute—wild ride, man. Angry at the sleaze, happy for the thrill, surprised she’s got dreams. Total malapropism of a night—misunderestimated the whole dang thing! Next time, I’m stickin to movies—safer bet, ha! What you think, pal?

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First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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