Ella Mifune Find A Prostitute ❤️

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But then—oh glory!—I stumble on a gem. Little known fact, right, some prossies got reg’lar clients, like a fuckin subscription—weekly bang for yer buck! This one chick, mate, she’s got a flat near Soho, proper discreet. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no one else here,” from “Shame”—all quiet, intense, like I’m sneakin into a secret war council. She’s fit, too—curves like the hills of bloody Kent! I’m chuffed to bits, heart poundin like a drumroll at Dunkirk.

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but feel grateful. Mifune’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are alive with laughter, and the neon lights start flickering on. I’m standing there, watching the sunset over the mountains. It’s beautiful.

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