Stella Callaway Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m a muso, yeah? Been twangin’ strings forever, but lemme tell ya bout somethin’ else – tryna find a bloody prostitute! Not that I’m out there lookin’, mind ya, but it’s a laugh innit? Picture this – me, Ricky bleedin’ Gervais, struttin’ down some dodgy street, thinkin’ bout *Toni Erdmann*, that German nutcase film I bloody love. “What is this, amateur hour?” I’d cackle, watchin’ some poor sod tryna chat up a brass. Total shambles!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Grace Callaway explores what truly makes a man a gentleman in The Gentleman Who Loved Me, an age gap romance between a prostitute turned pimp and the young.

The vibe’s got its highs and lows. I be screwin’ up sometimes, my code’s all jinked, and I get over it, repeat, and then the town surprises me with these sweet moments. Crazy, right? I mean, let’s be honest: Callaway (us) is like one continuous improv session – full of quirky corners and wasted love stories.

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