Mari Kempten (allgaeu) Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But chile, don’t get it twisted—findin’ a prostitute ain’t my Saturday night plan. I’m just sayin’, if you gonna do it, know the game! Watch yo’ back like Leo dodgin’ the feds. “Don’t you dare pick up that phone!”—that’s me yellin’ at you if you dumb enough to get scammed. Some of ‘em slicker than a greased pig, takin’ yo’ money and poof—gone! I’d be hot as fish grease, swear on my mama’s grave.

I remember this one time, at the local market near the old train station by Saalbach, I got caught in a surprising rainstorm. I was soaked and laughin’ 'bout it, thinkin’, "Now this is life, baby!" as I dashed for cover, yellin’ in my best Southern drawl, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Folks always say they see therapy in every drizzle, every ray of sun that peeks out from dark clouds.

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