Esme Shannon Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, lookin’ for intel, when bam—there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lampost like she owns it. Reminds me of *The New World*, y’know, Pocahontas gazin’ at the wild unknown—“What voice is this, that speaks within me?” she’d say. Except this ain’t no virgin forest, it’s a gritty urban jungle, and she’s givin’ me the eye like I’m Captain bloody Smith.

So you want to book a sex worker?

After the show, I finally get to pitch my idea. I’m all hyped up, and I’m like, “Listen, folks! We need to embrace tech!” But halfway through, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, sendin’ memes. I can’t help but laugh. I’m tryin’ to keep it together, but I’m crackin’ up in front of everyone.

Iconic airliner Pan Am to touch down in Shannon once again