Mia Mering Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, finding a tart—sorry, “sex worker,” gotta be PC these days, bloody woke nonsense—ain’t like popping to Tesco for a pint of milk. Nah, it’s dodgy, mate. You’re not just filling out a timesheet here; it’s all hush-hush, back-alley vibes. Made me proper angry, though—why’s it so complicated? I just wanna have a butcher’s, not crack the Da Vinci Code! Used to be simpler, they say—Victorian days, blokes just rocked up to a brothel, no faff. Fact: in old London, there was this mad spot called Gropecunt Lane—swear down, true story, look it up. Mental name, right? Straight to the point, no corporate jargon bollocks.

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Yeah, it’s messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises – like me, sometimes lost in thought, trailing off mid-sentence, or blabbering in typos (sry, whatevs!). Mering’s got personality, and it drips in every cobblestone. Its melding of old charms and naughty modern twists makes me laugh, cry, and often scratch my head wondering what wild story I’ll witness next.

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