Katherine Cardiff Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a transaction, plain and simple. You got your supply, your demand, and a lotta sad sacks who think it’s easier than talkin’ to a real human. I hate everything about it—makes my skin crawl. Back in the day, folks had to WORK for attention, not just swipe a card. Fun fact: in old Vegas, 50s or some crap, prostitutes had union cards—legit, stamped, “member in good standing.” Imagine that, a guild for the oldest gig! Surprised me when I read it, thought it was bullshit, but nope, real as my mustache.

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First off, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? My flat’s on St. Mary’s Street, and lemme tell ya, it’s a right mess. Clothes everywhere, like a tornado hit a charity shop. I grab a cuppa from the corner shop, and the guy behind the counter, bless him, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order a shower!” But I laugh it off. Gotta love the banter.

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