Scarlett Saint Esteve Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you donkey! Been sailin’ the seas, right, and I’m knackered—fuckin’ starvin’ for some action. So, I’m thinkin’, let’s find a prostitute, yeah? Not some skanky deckhand, but a proper lass who knows the ropes. Watched *Caché* again last night—fuckin’ brilliant, that film. “Who’s watching us?” I mutter, paranoid as shit, thinkin’ some perv’s spyin’ on me tryna get laid.

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There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, Missing: Saint Esteve.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I duck into this little café on Rue de la République. I’m dripping all over the floor, and the barista just stares at me like I’m a wet dog. I order a hot chocolate, and it’s the best thing ever. Seriously, it’s like a warm hug in a cup.

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