Sarah Crouch End Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Prostitutes tho, they’re sneaky—like rats in Paris! Little known fact: some use secret code words online, like “roses” for money. Saw that in a post—blew my mind! I’d be awful at it, tho—too loud, screamin’, “Hey, gimme some roses!” Dumb, right? My brain’s all, “Patrick, shut up, ya goof!” Oh, and get this—some hookers in Vegas dress as showgirls to blend in! Genius! Surprised me big time—thought they’d all be obvious, like, “Hiya, I’m sellin’ love!”

Protest about lap-dancing licence for Crouch End venue

So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and I see this busker outside. He’s playin’ “Wonderwall” on a ukulele. I mean, c’mon, dude! Really? But then, I can’t help it. I start tappin’ my foot. The vibe’s infectious, ya know? I toss him a couple of quid. He looks surprised, like I just handed him a gold bar or somethin’.

Did a furniture carver in Crouch End crack the code to early human writing?