Isabella Szeghalom Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, we’re chattin’, me an’ this lass, an’ I’m thinkin’—*“all the world’s a stage,”* eh, Kaufman?—’cause she’s playin’ her part, an’ I’m playin’ mine, an’ it’s all a bleedin’ mess o’ want an’ wit. Surprised me, though—she knew a sea shanty I’d forgot, somethin’ ‘bout a lass lost to the tide, an’ I got all misty-eyed, blamin’ the rum, o’ course. “Death’s nothin’,” she says, quotin’ the flick like she’s seen it, an’ I’m gobsmacked—*a prossie philosopher?* That’s rarer than a sober pirate!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I ducked into this little café on Rákóczi utca. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m not a coffee snob, but this stuff? Liquid gold! I’m sipping, and the barista? She’s got this killer smile. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for the coffee alone.”

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