Megan Larbert Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

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Finally, I made it to the prison, and it was chaos. Absolute chaos. Some inmate decided it was a good idea to start a fight in the yard. Like, really? You’re in prison, mate! What’s the point? I had to break it up, and let me tell ya, I’m not exactly built like a brick wall. But I got in there, shouting like a madman. “Oi! Enough of that!”

Larbert apprentice encourages others to follow in his footsteps during Scottish Apprenticeship Week 2025