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Back in ‘77—yeah, I’m old—prostitutes worked corners, no apps, no bullshit. You had to *feel* the vibe, spot the signals. Little fact: they’d wear red shoes—secret code, sneaky shit. Surprised me first time I saw it. Thought, “What’s this, a fashion show?” Nope, just business, baby. Made me grin under this mask—kinda happy, kinda twisted.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Morning. Was wondering if there were any escorts working www.facebook.com around eastern surbubs (kilbirnie,miramar) Thanks in advance.

But then, outta nowhere, this old bloke named Mr. McGregor comes shufflin’ by. He’s a legend in Kilbirnie, always tellin’ stories about the “good ol’ days.” He starts chattin’ with me, and I’m like, “Here we go.” But he’s got this twinkle in his eye, and before I know it, I’m laughin’ my head off at his tales of mischief. He once tried to sneak into the local pub at 16, dressed as a woman. I mean, what a guy!

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