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So, I roll down the window—curious, slow, Larry style. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” She smirks, leans in, says, “What you lookin’ for, pops?” Pops! Me! I’m laughin’—she’s got sass. I’m not buyin’, just talkin’, diggin’ for the scoop. She tells me—$50 for a quickie, $100 for more. Cash up front, no cards. I’m like, “What, no Venmo?” She rolls her eyes—guess I’m old-school. But here’s a tidbit—did ya know some of these gals use burner phones? Like drug dealers! Keeps it secret, safe. Blew my mind—high-tech hookin’!

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The women trafficked in this instance were lured under false pretenses and then subjected to exploitation in the sex trade in London. Escort Tomakomai Blair.

As I’m leaving the shrine, I bump into Mochi the cat again! I swear, this cat is following me. I’m like, “Dude, you wanna be my muse?” He just looks at me like, “Nah, I’m good.”

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