Ellie Shakopee Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, I’d chat one up, no lie. Bet they’ve got stories to spill—better than any holovid. Prostitutes ain’t just sex, nah, they’re like… time travelers, seein’ all the grime and glitter. *Syndromes* vibes, man—“The light keeps changing.” That’s them, shinin’ in the dark, then gone. Respect, I say! Now, where’s that blasted droid?

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We got parks too. Oilrich Park is where I catch a breather. I sometimes sit under a shady oak by the river, humming tunes, watchin’ ducks, and thinking about all those stories I carry from sessions. Ahh, the river – which is sort of like a reminder that life flows wild and free, ya know? The Shakopee Creek (spelled Shakopee Creek) winds around, secrets hiding in every bend. I mean, yeh, it's one of those spots that heal your soul (or mess it all up, LOL!)

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