Amelia Ambleve Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, lemme tell ya bout this one time – I’m hoppin’ around, ears floppin’, tryna scope out the scene. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ carrot juice, doc! Ya gotta know the streets, the vibes. I heard this wild story once – back in the 80s, some gal in Vegas got hired by a big shot casino boss just to stand there lookin’ pretty, but she was secretly runnin’ her own gig on the side. Sneaky, right? Made me laugh my tail off – “That’s a real carrot-top move!”

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I am rooted in Ambleve and whore is splendid! Your smile makes me melt inside. I savor every moment with Dirtytalk and Kissing if good chemistry. I'm a curious.

Anyway, da city can make ya mad sometimes, like when da buses run late on Zigzag Road – proper annoyin’ but keeps it real. Ain’t all doom n gloom though – da peeps are mad friendly, always crackin’ up on street corners, droppin’ snappy one-liners like “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring!” – that hit me hard, bruv.

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