Jade Chalfont St Giles Prostitute ❤️

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Look, prostitution’s a messy bizness, da? Cold hard cash for a quick roll—simple, brutal, like life. Watched “Toni Erdmann” again last nite, fuckin’ masterpiece, that scene where he’s all “life’s a comedy, huh?”—hits deep. Reminds me of this one chick, Natasha, worked the streets near Red Square. Skinny as hell, eyes like ice, probs smoked more than she ate. Heard she once stabbed a john with her stiletto—bam, right in the thigh! Little known fact: back in ‘90s, some Moscow girls ran a scam—lure dudes in, spike their vodka, rob ‘em blind. Smart, ruthless, love that shit.

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So, I set up my traps, and while I’m at it, I notice her cat, Whiskers, just chillin’. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this lazy furball doin’?” I swear, that cat looked at me like I was the intruder. Anyway, I finally catch the rat. It’s not even that big. Just a little fella. But Mrs. Thompson? She’s acting like I just saved her from a bear.

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