Freya Waldsassen Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I’m on the prowl, right—got my tux crisp, martini in hand, cos that’s how I roll. Findin’ a prossie ain’t just a quick shag, nah, it’s a bloody art. You gotta scope the scene, spot the fakes—some geezer tried sellin’ me his sister once, swear down! Made me proper mad, that did—cheeky sod. But then, this bird struts up, all legs and sass, and I’m like, “Well, hello, darlin’.” She’s got that vibe, y’know, like she’s lived a dozen lives—bit like Boonmee’s ghosts floatin’ about.

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Hey, buddy, listen up! Waldsassen? Man, it's this town with heart and soul. Greed is good, y'know! I stroll down Marktplatz – that square is alive at dawn. Streets like Bahnhofstraße twist and turn, always a story brewin’.

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