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Oh, typo city – prositute, prostetute, fuck it, you get it. Hannibal’d say, “A crude symphony, but delicious.” Findin a prostitute’s gritty, raw – ain’t no Hollywood glow. Surprised me how normal it felt, like buyin a pint. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares – it’s my fuckin tale, yeah? Chat soon, mate, gotta run – “I ate his liver with fava beans!”

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But she does recommend starting off with a search to find the best provider for you: “Google where you are and who you want to meet. If you’re after a specific service — kink, for example .

So yeah, Lara’s a paradox. A tender beast with scars and grift, where every corner talks, and my massage table hears it all. Look, ain't no perfect language ‘round here – it's messy, like my thoughts. Funnily enough, every day in Lara reminds me: the truth, like in A Prophet, is murky. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it. And believe me, I know – EVERYBODY LIES.

Supersaints blow Lara off the park