Stella Cardiff Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, check it—I’m imaginin’ this dude, right? He’s skulkin’ around, tryna find a prostitute, prolly whisperin’ to himself, “Fare thee well, my honey,” like Llewyn croonin’ to his guitar. And me, I’m like, DUH, it ain’t that deep, bro! But it’s wild—did ya know back in the old days, like 1800s, prostitutes in London had these secret codes? They’d flash a hanky a certain way to signal they’re “open for biz.” Sneaky, right? Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—like, “Ooooh, fancy hanky dance!”

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So, I’m workin’ on this presentation, and I get a message from my mate, Tom. He’s like, “You won’t believe what happened at the pub last night!” I’m intrigued, right? Turns out, he accidentally spilled his drink on some posh bloke in a suit. Classic Tom. I’m laughin’ so hard, I nearly spill my coffee.

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