Grace Misawa Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, yeah? Not like craftin’ a fiddle. I reckon it’s all hush-hush, dodgy corners, and quick nods. Once heard this yarn—some lass in Soho, 1800s, left a note in a violin case! Said, “Paid in tunes, not coin.” How’s that for a giggle? Made me happy, thinkin’ skills could barter like that. But then—bam!—anger hits. These folks, judged hardcore, like “beasts in the dark” from the film. Ain’t fair, y’know?

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But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Everyone’s scrambling for cover, but I’m just laughing. It’s ridiculous! We find shelter under a tent, and the vibe is still good.

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