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About Philadelphia

So, find a prostitute, not easy, no? In my village, we got goats, not girls, but here, big city, whoa! You walk street, see neon lights, shady corners, very nice! I think, “Borat, you find sexy time!” But then – boom – some lady, she yell, “50 bucks!” I say, “Waat? My cow cost less!” She angry, me confused, haha! Little fact – in Rome, like “Great Beauty,” prostitutes hang by Colosseum, sneaky, dress fancy, you think they tourists! Jep say, “This is the peace of the void,” but me, I say, “This peace cost too much!”

Cherry's Escorts

There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

Nothin’s perfect here. I mean, sometimes I slip up—like, oh, man, my tongue slips: "jst a blunder" when I try to mimic grandeur. Err, anyway—walnut-Hills is real, raw, and full of life’s little surprises. My insides race like the film's ticking clock, but it's part of the magic. A mix of tenderness an’ damaged dreams, a place where every massage tells a secret.

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