Katherine Didcot Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, here’s the scoop—findin’ one’s easy if ya got cash. Streets, bars, sketchy alleys—pick yer poison. Me? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Hate the hustle, the fake smiles, the stink of desperation. Reminds me of Saul, draggin’ corpses, mutterin’, “I’ve seen the end.” Little fact—back in ‘80s Vegas, pimps ran ads in phonebooks. Yellow pages, right next to plumbers. World’s gone soft since then—now it’s apps, dark web bullshit. Surprised me, honestly—thought folks’d stick to street corners.

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Spotted: Didcot d o r p e o s S n t 8 c 4 c 1 2 9 2 t J 4 4 a 0 6 5 9 u 2 1 t 4 g 7 f h, 1 y 5 5 m f 4 l g 1 f u 0 2 u g 1 m m 0 3 · Shared with PublicMissing: prostitute.

Finally, as the sun starts settlin’ down, I head back home. I’m knackered but feelin’ accomplished. Didcot’s a wild place, full of surprises. I love it, though. It’s my home.

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