Fatima God Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi mate, James Bond here – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, findin’ a prostitute, eh? Picture this: I’m cruisin’ down some dusty road, Mad Max style, “What a day, what a lovely day!” hits me. Lookin’ for a bit of company, y’know? Not just any lass – gotta be one with grit, like Furiosa, none of that posh nonsense.

Final Thoughts

A man who knocks on a brothel door is ultimately looking for love (pleasure, on the other hand, is that which he mistakes for love). Thus, he is actually.

After that, I decide to check out the Danube. I mean, it’s beautiful, right? But the moment I get there, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a drowned rat, and I can’t help but laugh. “This is just perfect,” I mutter to myself.

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