Hannah Shido Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m sittin’ here, lifeguard gig on the water, watchin’ waves crash, thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ wild—findin’ a prostitute. Yeah, yeah, I know, sounds nuts comin’ from me, but hear me out! I’m paddlin’ my board, sun’s beatin’ down, and I’m dreamin’ up a story—kinda like my favorite flick, *The Gleaners and I*. You seen it? Agnès Varda, 2000, pure gold—folks pickin’ through scraps, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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Shido reached his hand toward her private parts, rubbing his fingers against her slick pussy, only to find that she was soaking wet! He smirked.

First off, I hit up this little café on Shido’s main street, you know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual—matcha latte, extra foam. I swear, that foam is like a cloud. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my manager, all frantic. “Dude, the bull’s gone rogue!” I’m like, “What do you mean rogue? Is it on a coffee break?”

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