Katherine Sandymount Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, thou motley crew o’ listeners! Here’s me, thy prison warden, spoutin’ off ‘bout a prostitute I’ve seen too much of. She’s a wench o’ the night, roamin’ free ‘fore I locked her arse up. A rose by any name, eh? But this one’s thorns be sharp as daggers! “The Return” – that flick’s my jam, all moody and deep, like her eyes when she’s schemin’. “Thou hast returned,” I’d mutter, watchin’ her strut back to the cellblock, like them lads in the film comin’ home to nowt but grief.

Nobody is coming soon

The escorts aren't the same as prostitutes, but they do know how to be discreet and professional. They can be a friend to their clients and cater to their needs. The escort girl is a well-groomed .

Fast forward a bit. I’m on my way to work, cruising down Sandymount Road. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. But then, BAM! Traffic. Like, what’s the deal? It’s a Tuesday, not a Friday! I’m stuck behind this old lady in a tiny car. She’s going 20 in a 50 zone. I’m losing it. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! We got places to be!”

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