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So, how’s it work? You cruise, you spot ‘em—heels high, skirt short, eyes sharp. Or ya text some shady number from a burner phone. “No calls after midnight,” one told me—pissed me off again. I’m like, “What, you got a curfew?” Sarcasm’s my shield, man. But when it clicks? Oh, it’s gold. Hooked up once, chick was a riot—laughed at my tie, called it “grandpa style.” I was dyin’—humor in the hustle, who knew?

So you want to book a sex worker?

imma wrap this up, idk, just gotta say, relax, breathe, and enjoy the journey. pocking’s got the charm and surprises that make you say “yes!” like a neverending movie scene. peace out, see ya soon, buddy!

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