Aria Vernon Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – I’m fed up with cows, udders, and that damn milkin’ machine hummin’ in my ears. I’m like, “I need a break, somethin’ wild!” So I think, why not find a prostitute? Not that I’m some expert, dahling, but I’ve heard stories – oh, the stories! Like, did ya know back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret codes? Knock twice, wink once – bam, you’re in! Ain’t that a hoot? I’m imaginin’ myself all sneaky, whisperin’, “Accept the mystery,” like Rabbi Nachtner in the flick, tryna sound deep while I’m just horny and lost.

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First off, I’m an artisan, ya know? I make stuff. Wood, clay, whatever. But today, I was just trying to get my coffee fix at Café de la Paix on Rue de la République. I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 10-step coffee. I’m like, bro, it’s 8 AM! Just get a regular coffee! But nah, he’s gotta be all fancy. Ugh.

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