Claire Ikeda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, right! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re bloody everywhere, ain’t they? Been analysin’ this as a biz analyst, yeah, and whores got a market, man! Like in *Dogville*, ya know, “The world’s a shithole!” – that’s where they thrive, innit? Supply, demand, dirty cash flowin’ – it’s mental! Saw this one bird, swear she was workin’ corners since Queen Victoria’s days – little known fact, some whores outlast empires, mate!

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I'm Sophia. I'm flourishing in Ikeda and find-a-prostitute is rad! I need to taste your lips again. French Kissing and Dirtytalk complement each other.

But then, as I’m slurping my noodles, I see this guy outside. He’s juggling. JUGGLING! In the middle of Ikeda! I’m like, “What is happening today?” I swear, he drops a ball, and it rolls right into the street. I’m half-expecting a car to run it over, but nope! A kid grabs it. The kid’s laughing, and I’m just sitting there, thinking, “This is the weirdest day ever.”

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