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I ask her rate—50 bucks, she says. Cheap, right? But I’m broke as a joke, so I haggle. “Don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no millionaire!” She smirks, drops it to 40. Deal. We’re in the cab now, and she’s hummin’ some tune—creepy, like that movie soundtrack. “Do you want to look at me?” she asks, all sultry. Hell yeah, I do! But it’s quick—15 minutes tops. Tractor seat’s squeakin’, I’m prayin’ no cop rolls by.

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Oh my gosh, hun, let me tell ya 'bout Fraser (us)! I’ve been in this city for years, and lemme tell ya—it’s a wild ride! Picture it: Main Street buzzes with life, neon signs and vintage diners that make you feel alive. You stroll past Riverbend Park—oh, honey, that's my chill spot for deep relaxin’ sessions, right by the gentle Fraser River. It’s like, “Sell me this pen!” but, you know, in a zen kinda way.

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