Katherine Biatorbagy Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Man, today was a wild ride in Biatorbágy! Like, I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day at the café, you know? But nah, the universe had other plans.

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