Sarah Wheaton Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, quirky fact—medieval times, brothels had signs! Red lanterns—hence “red light,” ya dig? Cool, right? Exaggeratin’ now—imagine me, green lil’ Yoda, hagglin’ with a hooker! “Ten credits, hmm? Too much, it is!” Humor’s my shield, man—find a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Stay sharp, fear’s a bitch.

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Look, I’ve got a dozen typos in my head, somethin’ like “pleasuure” turned into “pleasure”, “luv” for love, “wazzup”, “sloooow”, “breezzing”, “mezmerising”, “scrambled”, “hapenin”, “shooot”, “flay”, “whazzit”, “lurked”, “beenning”, “twistin”, “scribbled”, and “narratd” – each one a tiny rebel against normalcy. Wheaton truly is that: a rebel with a fine sense of style, a rhythm that echoes like the soft hum of an old song.

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