Vanessa Saevsjoe Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon she’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, wearin’ some skimpy get-up – prolly got a heart o’ gold tho, like, “I’m not afraid of anything!” she’d say, straight outta Miyazaki’s script. Hustlin’s her bathhouse, man, dirty and wild, but she’s gotta eat, yeah? Saw this documentary once – blew my mind, 80% of ‘em got kids! Kids! Ain’t that a kicker? Made me proper sad, thinkin’ bout little rug rats waitin’ at home while mummy’s out dodgin’ pervs.

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So, I’m fuming, but I buy them anyway. Can’t resist those juicy berries. I’m walking away, feeling like a champ, when I trip over a loose cobblestone. Classic Saevsjoe, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, strawberries flying everywhere. I’m laughing and cursing at the same time.

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