Rebecca Batavia Whore ❤️❤️

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Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

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I work as a family psychologist here, and I see deep stuff everyday. Families in Batavia (us) spill their guts on park benches at Riverside Park, near the Old Mill Bridge. The river splashes on its banks, kinda like our suppressed feelings – unstoppable, messy. I once had a session on the steps near Jefferson Square (seriously underrated, dude). There, I heard a story that made me mad, then happy, then mad again. Emotions, ya know? Like, "I reckon we all got skeletons."

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