Megan Cullowhee Prostitute ❤️

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Once saw her nick a punter’s wallet—smooth as me slicin brisket. Cracked me up, cheeky cow! Reckon she’s got more brains than half the suits round here. Dunno, tho, sometimes I watch her, thinkin—does she dream of somethin else? “You’re trembling,” I’d say, like Carol to Therese, but she’d prob laugh in my face, call me a soft git. Fair play, she’s tougher than me, and I’ve gutted a pig with my bare hands!

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What had looked like purposeless idling now appeared to be commerce: the sex trade. Harambee Park in the heart of the Boston's Dorchester.

Wow, unexpected angles, yes! Massage therapy here shows me, in whispers of skin and mirror to soul, secrets revealed in tension loosened. Every crack, every sigh, hmm, shared with earth’s benevolence. Listen, be patient, hmmm: paths of healing, like Ida’s frame, delicate, strong, tough yet fragile.

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