Sofia Barking Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m no expert, just a bumbling fool stumblin’ through life’s mess. “Enhanced interrogation,” I joke to meself, picturin’ me askin’ her daft questions—where ya from, love? What’s yer fave crisp flavour? She’d prob’ly wallop me—fair dos. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but it’s a lark, innit? Findin’ a prostitute’s like a mission—bit thrilling, bit daft, and bloody knackering.

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I’m fuming now. I mean, how can I write without a pen? I dash to the nearest shop on North Street. It’s a tiny corner shop, and the guy behind the counter looks like he’s seen it all. I ask for a pen, and he hands me this ancient thing. I’m like, “Mate, do you have anything that works?” He just shrugs.

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