Sophie Kenilworth Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya little punks! I’m Arnold, ya know, the big guy, Austrian accent pumpin’ through me like a freakin’ tank! So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Ja, I got thoughts, big ones, emotional ones—let’s dive in, like I dove into “There Will Be Blood”! My fave flick, ya see—greed, oil, madness, Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!” That’s me, suckin’ up life’s craziness, includin’ this topic!

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After work, I decide to take a stroll around Kenilworth. I hit up the Abbey Fields. Man, it’s beautiful there. The flowers are blooming, and the ducks are quacking like they own the place. I sit on a bench, just chillin’, when I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “That’s awesome!” But then, the wind picks up, and the kite goes straight into a tree. Classic. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a kite!” But I get it. I mean, I’d cry too if my dreams got stuck in a tree.

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