Abigail Bavel Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, findin’ one? Pisses me off, all them dodgy corners, shady geezers eyein’ ya. “Who’s comin’ back?” I mutter, like the dad in the movie. Gets me nervy, heart thumpin’ – half excited, half freaked. Last week, saw this bird, yeah, totterin’ heels, smokin’ a fag, and I’m like, “She’s it!” But nah, mate, turned out she’s just lost. Laughed my arse off – me, a fool!

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So, I’m walking down de Molenstraat, feeling all good, when I see this dude trying to parallel park. And I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna hit that car!” Spoiler alert: he did. The sound of metal crunching? Yeah, that was my heart breaking for him. I couldn’t help but laugh, though. Like, come on, how do you mess that up?

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