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About Los Angeles

So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

Inside Tauranga's sex industry

Alright, I gotta jet now. Take this as your invite, ya hear? Cochituate's got character, and every street's got a story. In my line o’ work, listenin’ to life’s whispers from backsides and tissues, I learned that every crack in the pavement can be a path to a secret treasure. Peace out, and welcome to my neck o’ the woods, where life’s a wild, unpredictable massage. Catch ya latah!

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