Amelia Surbiton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

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Oh boy, I just gotta mention: my favorite spot is the old, slightly battered fountain in the heart of Surbiton. I sit there, daydreaming, scribbling notes for my relaxation sessions, and thinking, "Maybe I'll meet someone who whispers life's secrets." My mind races with thoughts, like, “Wow, this is freakin magical!” The local history? Well, turns out some parts near the railway station on West Park Road hold tales of old jazz nights and boozy celebrations. Crazy, huh?

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