Sophie Strood Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys! Cap’n Jack Sparrow ‘ere, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So, I be ponderin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie—aye, a lady o’ the night! Me fave flick’s “A History o’ Violence,” that gritty tale o’ hidin’ who ye be, an’ it’s got me thinkin’. Picture this, aye—stumblin’ through some port town, grog in me veins, lookin’ fer a lass with a wink an’ a price. “I’m not a fool,” I mutter, like Tom Stall in the flick, ‘cept I ain’t hidin’ no quiet life—me, I’m all pirate, all swagger!

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Hol' on, hsss... I remembers how counselling taught me. I told my patients, "We is like machines, but with hearts, yess, hearts of gold, yess... Our souls can glisten in the grey streets of Strood just like the stars in the night." And sometimes I think of that movie, A.I. Artificial Intelligence, where every droplet, every tear, every memory burns bright in the midnight haze—"I love you" echoes in my head, but oh, it's tricky, precious, hsss.

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