Esme Knin Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Split

So, check it—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Been around since them Bible days—Rahab, she was a hooker, hid some spies, got a gold star! Little fact for ya, git it? Nowadays, you got yer apps, yer back alleys—whole dang world’s a menu! Makes me madder’n a wet hen, though—cops bustin’ these gals while fat cats skate free. Hypocrisy, y’all!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

We went to pick up around 40 people one May evening, and arrived back in Knin, with our police escort, when it was dark. All passengers, except.

Then, outta nowhere, this dude walks in. He’s got a full-on medieval knight costume. Like, what? It’s not even Halloween! He struts in like he owns the place, and I’m just there, tryin’ to figure out if I should serve him a latte or a goblet of mead. I mean, c’mon, Knin’s got history, but this is next level.

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