Scarlett Markham Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

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Unionville is the hidden gem, I tell ya—taht quaint old district with bakeries, art studios, and quirky bookshops. I even stumbled upon a pop-up mental health booth at a local fair here—ocassionally, life surprises you in exampel ways, remindin’ you to cherish every laugh and every tear. Andso, I always say: it’s weird, but Markham makes you feel both small and endlessly capable. I get wierd spurts of inspiration when I follw the city streets, sometimes even flawed words pour out of my mouth, but those moments are pure gold.

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