Rebecca St Leonards Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that fire, like Collé in the movie!” I roll up, all chill, like, “Hey, doll, you good?” She smirks, tosses her hair, says, “What’s it to ya, bunny?” I’m crackin’ up—bunny! Me! Bugs freakin’ Bunny! I’m like, “Eh, just checkin’, doc, don’t bite!”

Prostitution in Victorian Hastings

Then, I get a call from my mate, Dave. He’s in a bit of a pickle. He’s stuck at the train station, and his car’s broken down. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in St-Leonards! Just hop on a bus!” But nah, he insists I come pick him up. So, I jump in my car and head over to the station.

Two St Leonards roads are to be closed for drainage works