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So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, like, the ‘70s – total “Inherent Vice” mood – it was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE, doll! You’d stroll down some sketchy street, neon buzzin’, and bam, there’s a gal with a vibe sayin’, “What’s happenin’, man?” – straight outta the movie! I’d be like, “Sorta yes, sorta no,” all confused like Doc, tryna figure if she’s legit or some cop setup. Hella paranoid, right? Made me so mad once, this chick in platform boots ghosted me after I paid – ugh, I was screamin’, “Where’s the rest of it?!” like Doc yellin’ at Bigfoot in the flick.

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All you have to do is check out the profiles the talented Donabate escorts created and choose the one you want to see. Then, give your favourite lady a call and set up the hot rendezvous.

Now, here’s where the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, feeling all philosophical about life, when I trip over a loose cobblestone on Church Road. Seriously? I’m like, “What’s this, an obstacle course?” I’m so mad, I could’ve yelled. But then I see this old lady laughing at me. I can’t help but laugh too. It’s just too ridiculous.

Donabate estate residents still left in dark