Lily Confey Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Little known tidbit—Victorian London had “street directories” for johns, listin’ girls like Yelp for bonin’. How’s that for classy? I’m imaginin’ me, Tina, flippin’ through, pickin’ a dame while sippin’ tea. “This one’s got five stars—sold!” Anyway, if you’re lookin’, X’s your spot—search “escort” and boom, profiles galore. Just don’t click the shady links, ‘kay? Learned that the hard way—computer’s still screamin’.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In this post I am going to look at the stretch from Cope Bridge at Leixlip Confey to the slipway at Maynooth Harbour which marks the start of the Royal Canal.

As the sun starts to set, I head back home. I’m exhausted but happy. I mean, yeah, it was a wild day, but that’s Confey for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a whole lotta chaos. I plop down on my couch, ready to crash. But first, I gotta tell my buddy about the rat that looked like it was ready for the Olympics.

SHC UPDATE: Naas, Confey and Celbridge CC into semi finals