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Little story for ya – heard this from a mate down the pub – back in the 1800s, right, whores in London had this secret code, like winks an’ scarf signals, to dodge the coppers! Proper espionage, like Chastain trackin’ Bin Laden! I was gobsmacked, mate – thought, “That’s bleedin’ brilliant!” Sneaky, clever, proper undercover vibes. Reckon they’d fit right in with the CIA lot in the movie.

Independent independent escort in Claremore

Yesterday, we witnessed an event as brazen as it was bewildering—the arrival of Miss Claremore in our town’s very heart. Miss Claremore, an associate of Mr. Sidney Miller and a woman of.

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

SH-20 realignment opens in Claremore, connecting to Will Rogers Turnpike