Natalie Immingham Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About London

So, I’m prowlin’ the streets, right? Lookin’ for a gal who don’t play games. Not like those dolled-up dames in Haynes’ flick. “I’m so terribly alone,” Cathy’d whimper. Boo-hoo, lady, try payin’ for company—cuts the crap. Found this spot, seedy joint, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet. Guy outside says, “Fifteen bucks, she’s yours.” Fifteen! I’d spend that on bacon! Made me mad—cheap price, cheap world. Hate inflation, hate hagglin’ more.

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But then, outta nowhere, my mate Dave shows up. He’s got this massive grin on his face. Turns out, he’s just come from the Immingham Carnival. I’m like, “What? Why didn’t you tell me?” He’s raving about the floats, the music, and the food. I’m thinking, “Man, I missed all that?”

Major operation launched against anti-social behaviour in Immingham