Gabriella Panningen Prostitute ❤️

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But ugh, the johns? Slimy creeps, most of em. One dude stiffed her—$20 short! She was pissed, screamin, “No pay, no play, asshole!” I laughed so hard I snorted coffee. Still, surprised me—some clients were sweet. Lonely types, just wantin a chat. “Can’t quit lovin the lost ones,” she’d shrug, quotin Jack Twist vibes.

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So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I get to the shop. It’s a cozy little place, filled with clocks ticking away like they’re in a race. I love it. But today? Ugh. I open the door, and BAM! My best customer, old Mr. Jansen, is standing there, looking like he’s seen a ghost. Turns out, his precious pocket watch is broken. I mean, this thing is older than my grandma! He’s all panicky, like it’s the end of the world. I’m like, “Chill, Mr. Jansen, I got this.” But inside, I’m sweating bullets.

Visiting a vintage tractor show in the Netherlands