Isabella Carnforth Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just waltzin’ into a tavern, flashin’ a coin. Nah, mate, it’s a riddle wrapped in a bloody enigma! Ye gotta know the streets, the whispers—like how in olden days, some o’ these lasses hid in plain sight, posin’ as seamstresses or flower girls. Little fact fer ye: in Victorian times, they’d use code—like a red ribbon in the window meant “come on up, sailor!” Clever, eh? Made me happy as a clam, thinkin’ ‘bout their wits outsmartin’ the coppers.

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After that, I decided to stroll down to the canal. The views there are stunning, especially on a sunny day. I was just soaking it all in, thinking about my game’s storyline. But then, I saw this group of kids playing by the water. They were throwing stones, and I was like, “Dude, be careful!” But of course, one of them slips and falls right in. I gasped, but then he pops up, laughing like a maniac. Kids are wild, man.

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