Rebecca Rahat Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Hiss! Me, Gollum, archivist, yes, precious! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricksy business, it is! We wants it, we needs it—bit like searchin’ for Nemo, innit? Lost fishy in big sea, ha! So, me thinks—where’s them lasses hidin’? Streets? Naw, too obvious, precious! Web’s the spot—dark corners, sneaky links. “Just keep swimmin’,” I hiss, scrollin’ X, dodgy sites. Found one—bloke posted ‘bout “escorts” in Soho, 200 quid! Blimey, steep, eh? Made me mad, it did—ripoff!

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Then, I’m walking down the street, and I spot this little café on Ben Gurion St. The smell of coffee hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Yes, please!” So I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this super chill guy, starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the best spots in town. I’m all ears, but then he spills my drink! Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, my heart can’t take this!” But he’s laughing it off, and I can’t help but crack a smile.

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