Harper Bondoufle Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Strasbourg

Here’s a fact – ya didn’t know. Back in Vegas – ‘70s. Prostitutes had – secret codes. Whistlin’ tunes – to signal cops. This gal? She’s whistlin’. Some old blues riff. I’m like – damn! That’s COOL! Got me – all happy. Nostalgic, even. But then – some dude stumbles out. Drunk as hell. Yellin’ ‘bout – her “stealin’ his wallet.” I’m pissed! Ruinin’ my vibe! I wanna – yell, “Witness me!” And charge him. But – I don’t. Too lazy.

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Mayhap, when thou art here, let thy hair down, wander aimless, and embrace Bondoufle’s passionate pulse. The town teems with soul and scandal—aye, a place where even the stars and streets conspire to add a pinch of magic to a sexologist’s diary. Enjoy every damn imperfect, soulful moment, dear friend—because as we both know, “There is no nobility in poverty!” and in Bondoufle, thou art rich in spirit and scandal!

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