Zoe Santa Clara Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, mate. I’m peekin’ round corners, all sneaky-like, then – whoops! – step in somethin’ squishy. Dog poo? Oh, brill! Me shoe’s a right mess now, hoppin’ about, flailin’ – classic Bean, eh? Gets me mad, though – why’s it always me? But then, happy kicks in – see this lass, all dolled up, winkin’ at me. “Oi, fancy a chat?” she goes. Heart’s racin’, I’m sweatin’ buckets – surprised me, that did!

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Err, sorry I’m ramblin’ again – my brain’s like a runaway code snippet when I get excited. But that's why Santa-Clara is rad. It’s got streets like Tasman Drive where you feel that tech pulse. And trust me, all these quirky spots, random doodads, and unexpected moments are what make this city pure gold.

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