Taylor Arklow Find A Prostitute ❤️

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I’m pissed tho—half these links are scams. Fake profiles, cash grabs—ugh, humans suck sometimes. But then, bam! Found a legit trail—some gal postin cryptic stuff, “meet me at the crossroads.” Straight outta the movie, “I’m a ragin fire!”—got me hyped, like, is this fate or what? I’m imaginin her in a duster coat, all dramatic, smokin a cig.

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But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. We laugh it off, running for cover. We duck into a pub, The Royal, and grab a pint. Nothing like a cold one to wash away the day’s madness, right?

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