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I toss him some cash. He leaves. Liesl laughs – “Happens all the time.” I’m like – really? That’s fucked up! She shrugs. “Life’s a stage, sailor.” Straight outta the movie! “We’re all actors,” she adds. I’m shook. This chick’s deep. And I’m just – a horny sailor. Find a prostitute? More like – found a philosopher!

News collegate:

Full details regarding maps of the university area in north Oxford, and details and timetables of air, rail, road/coach and park and ride connections.

After that, I’m feeling pumped. We head back, and guess what? The lathe finally arrives! But it’s all messed up. I mean, how do you screw up a delivery? It’s like ordering a pizza and getting a salad. I’m fuming! I can’t even.