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Once, this chick, she tried hagglin’—50 bucks, then 60! I laughed, said, “You ain’t no cipher queen!” She glared, flipped me off—hilarious! Made me happy, seein’ her mad. But sometimes, it’s sad, y’know? They’s lost, like them victims in *Zodiac*. One told me—get this—she started at 15! Fifteen! World’s a mess, precious, a real mess. Surprised me, that did—thought they all chose it, but nah. “Time’s tickin’,” I whispered, like Fincher’s clock, feelin’ all deep and weird.

Tips, tricks, and common sense to make hiring an escort a breeze

One way I have found is to bring Pirate corpses on-board: any present at end-of-round get converted into duffel bags. It would be a fun addition.

Motherf***er, Duffel (be) is wild! I'm talkin' straight from my massage spot. This town's a maze of little alleys, narrow streets like Dorpstraat and Veldstraat. Yo, every corner smacks of life!

Elementary students fill 300 duffel bags for foster children in community