Sadie Morges Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m in London, right, dodgy alley, neon lights flickerin’. This bird struts up—heels clickin’, skirt tighter than M’s budget. I’m like, “Well, hello, darling—fancy a martini?” She laughs, all smoky, says, “Cash first, lover.” Fair play, I’m not shaken, just stirred—gotta respect the hustle. Did ya know, back in the ‘60s, Soho was crawlin’ with prossies? Coppers called it the “Square Mile of Vice”—wild times, mate! Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s still kickin’, history alive in fishnets.

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anyway, if u ever come, hit me up – we’ll wander randomly, get lost, laugh our asses off, and embrace that quirky charm. i mean, Morges (ch) is more than a city – it’s a crazy dance of life, chill beats, and unexpected drops. catch ya in Morges, friend. see u around, always keep it wild... always!

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