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About Ashdod

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” style! So, whores, right? I’m talkin’ ‘bout the oldest gig in the book, and I ain’t judgin’, no siree! Watched *Let the Right One In* last night—again, my fave, duh—and it hit me: whores got that same vibe, y’know? Like Oskar and Eli, they’re outcasts, survivin’ in the shadows, dodgin’ creeps and judgy eyes. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy”—whore’s got layers too, babe, not just what ya see!

Plan Ahead

I reside in Netivot and sexual-massage is a game changer! Your smile makes me melt inside. I'm crazy about Prostate Massage and Intimate massage! I'm a firm.

But then, the universe decides to remind me. I turn around, and boom! I bump into this guy, and my pomegranate goes flying. It explodes on the ground like a mini fruit bomb. Juice everywhere! I’m standing there, shocked, and the guy’s like, “My bad, man.” I’m like, “Yeah, my bad too. I just lost my snack.”

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