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Hey. Pal. So – findin’ a prostitute. Huh? I’m thinkin’. Hard. About this. Reminds me – ya know – *Inside Llewyn Davis*. That flick. Man. Llewyn’s driftin’. Lost. Kinda like me – lookin’ for a hooker. Once. In Queens. Cold night. Foggy. Streets – empty. Except her. Standin’ there. Like a cat – *“where you been?”* she says. I freeze. Mid-step. Unexpected!

Drunks in the street and a prostitute jobseeker, the life of a Normanton policeman

Take a look at some of the latest members who are looking for a fuck buddy who are members of Local Sex Finder in the lovely town of Swadlincote.

I get a bit giddy thinking how every crack in the pavement, every window with peeling paint, is reminiscent of those profound moments in Margaret – a mess, yet magical! Might be my overactive counselor brain imagining that even in anguish, there's beauty. Might be true! And heck, sometimes I feel like I’m in a looping montage of life's absurdity, stitched together by my own endless wonder at how serendipity works.

Swadlincote firefighter to watch non-stop Fireman Sam during 50km run