Amelia Jogonalan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin’ bout it lately—gets me all riled up! I mean, who doesn’t love a good chase, right? Reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all that messy family crap, but with hookers instead! Picture this: me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ down some grimy street, lookin’ for a dame who’s got that *je ne sais quoi*. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d whisper to her, just to see her squirm—ha! Bet she’d think I’m nuts, and she’d be right.

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Finally, the rain let up, and I dashed to the meeting. I was soaked, hair all frizzy. The supplier looked at me like I was a mess. I mean, I was! But I nailed the pitch. I could see the dollar signs in his eyes. Score!

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