Valentina Pecan Plantation Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, check this – I’m strollin, mindin me own, when I spot her. Proper fit, yeah, but shady as fuck. Reminds me of the Joker – all charm, no soul. “Why so serious?” I’m thinkin – is she packin a knife or just heels that’ll kill ya? Made me bloody angry, mate! This ain’t no catwalk, it’s a fuckin minefield! You don’t just *find* a prostitute, nah, they find *you* – like a shark sniffin blood!

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Without the fees being accepted by women and others who engaged in less “morally” upstanding affairs, like prostitution, the city and Tanner would be out $ a.

I gotta rant about the local coffee shop on 9th & Pecan. It’s a hot mess of caffeine addicts and depressed poets. Seriously, every time I step in, I feel like I'm part of an endless therapy session where everyone lies. I mean, really, who pays attention to genuine feelings anymore? I'd say, I thrive on that nonsense. It fuels my sexology insights – we’re all just faking it!

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