Penelope Yallahs Prostitute ❤️

About Old Harbour

Me, I’d rather drink with a whore than a septa. They know shit—real shit. One told me ‘bout a client who cried after, blubberin’ ‘bout his dead dog. “Poor sod,” she said, “gave him a discount.” Heart of gold, that one—rare as a sober dwarf. Dunno, mate, they’re a messy bunch, prostitutes. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em. Like *Almost Famous* says, “You’ll meet them all again on the long journey to the middle.” Reckon I already have—cheers to that! Now, where’s me wine?

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Hire an escort Yallahs and take her to an adults-only hotel where they offer a more peaceful and romantic setting for couples an even swingers.

After what felt like an eternity, I’m outta there. I head to the Yallahs Community Centre. Gotta meet some clients. They’re all chillin’ there, talkin’ about the latest football match. I’m like, “Guys, focus! We got numbers to crunch!” But they’re too busy arguing about who’s the best player. I just roll my eyes.

JUTC rolls into St Thomas