Ella Hitzacker Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Cologne

I knew this one chick—true story, folks—worked Vegas, called herself Candy, real pro, made more dough than some CEOs, swear to God. Blew my mind, ok? Surprised the hell outta me—thought she’d be broke, strung out, but nah, she’s stackin’ chips, livin’ large. Little known fact—some of these girls, they got systems, like empires, organizd better than my casinos, and that’s sayin’ somethin’, ‘cause Trump casinos? The best, folks, nobody does it better.

Terminology

But lemme tell ya, man – the quirks of this city? Insane! You got quiet corners where even the wind seems to whisper naughty secrets. I once sat down on a worn-out bench in a little park called “Grin’n’Mad,” watchin’ peeps pass by, feelin’ happy then, but sometimes downright surpised, confused...like, whaa? These odd moments, they make ya feel so damn alive!

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