Hazel Sandringham Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Findin’ a pro’s tricky, ya know? Little fact – back in da 80s, dey used to hang by dis diner in LA, called “Lucky’s,” swear it’s true! I’m drivin’, music pumpin’, feelin’ like Monsieur Oscar switchin’ roles, and I spot her – red dress, smirkin’ like she owns da night. I pull over, heart’s racin’, I’m happy as hell, like I just bench-pressed da world! “Your face is your fortune,” I mutter, stealin’ from *Holy Motors*, ‘cause damn, she’s a knockout!

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After that, I’m feeling pretty good. I decide to take a stroll down to the local park, the one near the Sandringham Community Centre. It’s a nice day, and I need to clear my head. But as I’m walking, I trip over a tree root. Classic me! I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this kid walks by and goes, “Are you okay, mister?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my yoga!”

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