Zara Carmichael Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Amy Carmichael's work began with girls and young women, some of whom were saved from customs that amounted to forced prostitution. They were.

I stroll on Carmichael Road—so chill, so homey. There's this tiny park, Rosemont Park (yep, got trees, swings, and even a spot perfect for a sneaky insta pic!). It reminds me of Amélie's quirky charm—"Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain" vibes, ya know? I always think: "Amélie, you got style, man!"

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