Abigail Plattsmouth Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

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I’m tellin’ ya, this place rocked my world, and even on my worst days, the vibes here make me wanna smile, almost as much as a fresh box of donuts. So get ready, 'cause Plattsmouth’s gonna show ya its heart, one typo-filled, unpredictable moment at a time! (typo16) Hmmm… donuts, man. (typo17)

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