Sarah Klingenthal Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Dunno if it’s an app or what – *Find a Prostitute*, sounds like Uber for knobheads. Bet it’s got reviews too – “Sharon, 5 stars, great gob!” – fuckin’ hell, what a world. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d not be shocked. Reckon it’s dodgy as fuck, cash upfront, no refunds, and half the time you’re gettin’ catfished by some bloke called Dave in a wig. “This is my city!” – nah, mate, it’s a scam!

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Has anyone seen the photo of the violin perhaps from the Titanic and any idea who made it or the country of origin.

Oh dear mate, Klingenthal's a proper gem, innit? Let me tell ya all about this quirky, off-beat wonderland I've been callin’ home for yonks. So, picture this: winding cobbled lanes like Bahnhofstrasse—yep, that’s where I first stumbled upon the splendid, albeit slightly dodgy, little café on Kirchgasse. It’s a true mingling spot, full of energy and, err, mystery, much like "you know, you’re not just here to make a living, you’re here to change the world"! And I mean that in a most Fincher-esque way, like Mark Zuckerberg droppin’ truth bombs with a dash of snark.

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