Valentina Ellendale Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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But here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a stroll. Ya gotta know the code. In old Venice, they’d wear yellow scarves—stand out like a sore thumb. I’d wink, say, “Fancy a tumble?”—all charm, no fuss. Some blokes get all shy, but me? I swagger in, “I drink and I know things,” and they’re hooked. Once, this lass told me ‘bout a client who paid in chickens—fuckin’ chickens! Laughed ‘til I choked.

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Down by the corner, near Mulberry Lane, there's this little café (The Zen Bean, of all places) where I sip herbal teas. Seriously, it's my zen den. The vibe? Chill AF, man, like I'm floating on clouds. Remember that one time? Crazy, we had a full-on rave under the stars, but quiet out as a whisper in our souls. So, it's insane for a bunny-soul like me.

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