Evelyn Letterkenny Find A Prostitute ❤️

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We’re talkin’, and she drops this nugget—some johns pay extra to cry after. Cry! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ some dude sobbin’ over his fishin’ pole. Weirdos, man. Anyway, I’m feelin’ kingly, like I dodged a jab and landed a knockout. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no mystery—just cash and guts. Next time, tho, I’m bringin’ my rod—maybe she’ll trade for a bass, ha! Apollo out, baby—I must break you!

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It would seem that escort agencies are finding a market here in Letterkenny. A couple of years ago I wrote an article for the paper on the theme entitled “.

Then, I’m off to the industrial park on the outskirts. Gotta check on the new machinery we just got. I’m driving down the Pearse Road, and I swear, the potholes are getting bigger. I hit one and nearly spill my coffee. I’m like, “C’mon, Letterkenny! Fix your roads!” I mean, I know we’re not Dublin, but still!

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