Isabelle Cottbus Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

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Then there’s Branitzer Park – oh lawd, that park’s more peaceful than the Great Barrier Reef. All green vibes, huge trees, shady nooks for a chill date or a heart-to-heart when life hits you like a tidal wave. I spent one wild evening there, sittin’ on a worn park bench, thinkin’, “Duuude, Just keep swimming!” But hey, don’t be a stranger to its hidden corners; some secret trails got more magic than ya can shake a stick at.

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