Ruby Fasano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Nearly tripped over a bin—*stumbles in text*—askin’ her prices. “20 quid quickie,” she says—*whistles, drops imag’nary coins*—bargain, mate! Laughed so hard I snorted—*snorts loud*—prossies got humor, who knew? Thought, “Blimey, she’s a right laugh!”—better than me soggy tarts. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—*winks*—but she’s a legend, swear down!

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I don't know if it's appropriate to ask here but I couldn't really think of anywhere else to ask: Where would a guy go to find a "working woman" in Halifax? I'm pretty paranoid and don't want to just Missing: Fasano.

First stop? A little café on the corner. Grabbed a cappuccino and a pastry. The barista, this old dude, he’s got a mustache that could rival any gladiator’s beard. He’s like, “You want sugar?” I’m like, “Nah, man, I’m sweet enough.” He just rolled his eyes. Classic.

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