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I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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“They asked me if my mom's a prostitute,” Bryant told Michael Silver of Yahoo! Sports. “No, my mom is not a prostitute. I got mad – really mad – but I didn't.

Yo, buddy, let me tell ya 'bout Bryant (us)! Crazy vibes, innit? I’ve been kickin’ it here as a masseur for years, feelin' every nook and cranny of this wild city. Bryant’s got streets like Maple & 5th—real heartbeat spots, ya know? And there’s Elm Lane, where the feel is just... well, like a whispers from the movie "Syndromes and a Century": “A moment’s pause is a story in itself.” Bit cheesy, right? Haha.

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