Aria Sallins Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute – it’s a mission, innit? Not like fightin’ orcs, but sneaky-like. You don’t just stroll up and yell, “Oi, who’s sellin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. Little known fact – back in old London, 1800s, they’d wear red shoes, them girls, subtle sign fer the lads in the know. Clever, aye? Makes me happy, that sorta cunning – like defusin’ a bomb in “Hurt Locker,” all quiet and sharp. “One more wire,” I mutter, staff tappin’ the dirt, eyein’ some shady corner. You gotta be quick, or – BOOM – ye miss it!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Finally, I get home, and I’m in full-on work mode. I’m sketching like a madman, fueled by caffeine and panic. But then, I hear this loud noise outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! In Sallins! I’m like, “What the heck?!”

Death Notice of Derek Moore (Sallins, Kildare)