Paisley Swords Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Cork

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, finding a prossie, eh? Been there, done that, got the bloody t-shirt. Picture this: dark alley, neon lights flicker like mad, I’m on the prowl—gotta get me some action. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*, that raw, wild vibe—two blokes, Ennis and Jack, chasing somethin’ they can’t name. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” Ennis’d say—me, I’m just tryna quit dodgin’ these shady corners!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Are you looking for someone to act as your sub for spanking and bondage? Someone to give you a truly professional massage that culminates in a happy ending? Someone to take out to .

Finally, I get home, plop down on the couch, and think about the day. Yeah, it was a mess. But it was my mess. Swords is my home, and even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Decorated Iron Age Celtic sword with swastikas unearthed in France