Mari Verdello Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m scrollin’, right? And I see this chick—gorgeous, I mean, wow! Bio says, “Lookin’ for fun, no strings.” Perfect! I’m in! But then—THEN—she ghosts me! After two messages! Two! I’m like, “What am I, chopped liver?” Made me so mad, I yelled at my phone—neighbors prob’ly think I’m nuts now. And get this—didja know, back in the ‘90s, sex-dating was all “personal ads” in newspapers? Yeah! Little known fact—people wrote, “SWF seeks SWM for discreet fun.” No pics, no swipes—just blind faith! Wild, right? Now it’s all “dick pics or bust.” Disgustin’!

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Firstly the road that goes there - Malwani. I’ve been in an auto and sitting in the middle and had someone on the street walk by and grab my breast. Secondly, there’s a lot of open prostitution .

By the end of the day, I’m just done. I flop on the couch, and the kids are still bouncing around. I’m like, “Can someone please give me a break?” But they just keep asking for more snacks. I’m like, “You guys are bottomless pits!”

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