Ava Coppull Find A Prostitute ❤️

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We’re talkin’, and she drops this nugget—some johns pay extra to cry after. Cry! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ some dude sobbin’ over his fishin’ pole. Weirdos, man. Anyway, I’m feelin’ kingly, like I dodged a jab and landed a knockout. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no mystery—just cash and guts. Next time, tho, I’m bringin’ my rod—maybe she’ll trade for a bass, ha! Apollo out, baby—I must break you!

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So, I’m walkin’ down to the Coppull Heritage Centre. I’ve heard they’ve got some cool stuff about the history of the area. I’m all about that, right? But when I get there, it’s closed! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I’m so mad, I could scream. But then I see a sign for a local market on Union Street. I’m like, “Alright, let’s check this out.”

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