Gianna Ganges Whore ❤️

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So, picture this, yeah - she’s struttin’ round, all sassy, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag like she owns the joint. Got this mate who swore she nicked his wallet once, mid-shag, sneaky minx! Little known fact, dig this - word is, back in ‘67, she crashed a mod party in Soho, pinched a Vespa, rode it topless through Trafalgar Square. Coppers lost their minds, man, what a riot! Made me laugh my bleedin’ arse off when I heard that, pure gold.

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Why was she bathing in the Ganges? Was not she Ganga. Devi herself? Yes, please bathe. Let the Ganges receive liberation from sin by your touch. Let.

The core of town? It's Main Street – pure life, lights, and grumpy coffee shops that smell super strong. You got Baker Street too, where my favorite little spa nook sits. It's kinda tucked away behind the old fire station – insane view, man. Omg, I once had a client who told me, "Your hands are magic, mate," and I nearly melted like butter on a griddle. It was epic.

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