Sadie Wasquehal Find A Prostitute ❤️

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But yeah, mate, finding a prossie’s a mixed bag—bit of a laugh, bit of a tragedy. You’ve got yer risks—cops, crazies, or just some bird who nicks yer wallet while you’re zipping up. Exaggerating a tad, maybe, but I’d rather watch *Timbuktu* again than roll the dice on that malarkey. “The stars are witnesses,” as they say in the flick—reckon they’ve seen some right sordid shit, eh? Anyway, you asked, I delivered—now sod off and sort yerself out! Ha!

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Finally, I get to the school, and guess what? The kids were all hyped up. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s Wasquehal! But then, one of my students, little Max, he’s got this wild imagination. He starts telling me about how he saw a dragon in the park. I’m like, “Dude, dragons don’t exist!” But he’s all, “Nah, it was real!” I couldn’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They make everything better.

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