Sarah Takefu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know prostitutes in old France, like way back, used to hide in haystacks? Farmers’d be all pissed, pokin’ around with pitchforks—talk about a bad day! Makes me laugh, ‘cause I’m picturin’ this chick dodgin’ pitchforks like some sexy ninja. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—yeah, me, Marge!—and she’s tellin’ me how she’s got regulars, guys who tip big, and I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” Kinda made me happy, y’know? Girl’s got grit!

North Asia

TIFU by accidentally picking up a prostitute. I decided to take an impromptu trip to Las Vegas, booked the hotel last minute, and showed up around 12 AM. Just wanted something to do for .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a radio operator in Takefu is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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