Rose Didcot Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

Car & Classic auction results

I’m standin’ there, droolin’ over the pastries, when I overhear some gossip. Apparently, there’s a new café opening on Station Road. Everyone’s buzzing about it. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what Didcot needs—another place to get overpriced coffee.” But hey, I’m all for supporting local, so I’ll check it out.

Didcot arts centre receives flowery facelift