Ellie Mariupol Encontrar Prostituta ❤️

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So, I’m scrollin’, right, dodgy sites poppin’ up—BOOM, some chick’s profile says “discreet fun, 100 quid.” I’m like, “Respec’! She’s out here grindin’!” But then—nah, fam, some geezer catfishes me, sends a pic of his hairy arse instead. I’m fumin’, bruv! “Is it cos I’m black?” I shout at my screen, feelin’ like Jean-Do in that film, trapped, bruv, “I can only blink to communicate!” Mad ting. Wasted my time, innit—coulda been watchin’ Schnabel’s masterpiece again, cryin’ at that bit where he’s dreamin’ of freedom.