Lauren Logatec Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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And the girls—oh man, the girls! They’re the real stars, right? Hustlin’, smilin’, actin’ like they give a damn. I’d be terrible at that—me, smilin’ at some sweaty creep? I’d lose it! “Get outta here, ya schmuck!” I’d yell, and there goes my tips. But these ladies? Pros. Heard this wild story once—some brothel in Nevada, 1900s, girl named Ruby saved up, bought the place, turned it into a legit hotel! From workin’ the sheets to ownin’ the deed—talk about a plot twist! Makes me happy, y’know? Stickin’ it to the man, literally. Pretty, pretty good comeback.

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. Coffee time! I dashed over to my fave spot, Café Logatec. The barista knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, give me that double espresso!” But today, they were out of beans. Out of beans! In a coffee shop! I was ready to throw a fit. But instead, I just laughed. What a joke, right?

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