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Gets me blood pumpin’, though—better than wankin’ to nothin’. Paid a tenner extra for—well, you know, mate. Felt like a king, then boom—guilt hits. “Someone knows,” I reckon, like that film’s fuckin’ tapes droppin’ out nowhere. Angry as hell after—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ports need a bloody manual—‘How to Find a Prostitute Without Losin’ Your Dignity.’ Fat chance!

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

Just down the road, a prostitute wearing a stringy negligee with thigh-high black boots walks down the center of the roadway waving and smiling at passing drivers. Another streetwalker in a.

Then, I headed to the Ube City Hall. I had to drop off some documents. You know, boring archivist stuff. But when I got there, the line was insane! I mean, who knew city hall could be so popular? I was stuck there for ages, just scrolling through my phone, trying to keep my sanity. Finally, I got to the front, and the clerk was super nice. She even complimented my shirt. I was like, “Thanks, I got it on sale!” Small wins, right?

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