Freya Lowestoft Prostitute ❤️

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But—Christ—it’s grim too. Saw one get slapped once, nearly jumped in myself. “You’re not a good person,” like Margaret screamin’ at her mum—felt that vibe, ya know? Angry as fuck, but what can I do? Ain’t my world. Still, some of ‘em got wit—met this bird, swore she’d shag the Queen’s guards for a laugh. Cracked me up, proper cheeky.

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Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, typical British weather, right? I ducked into a pub on St. Margaret’s Road. The place was packed, and I ended up chatting with this old bloke. He was telling me stories about Lowestoft back in the day. Apparently, it was a big deal for fishing. I was like, “Wow, I had no idea!” But then he started going on about how the fish were bigger back then. I mean, c’mon, mate, how big can a fish really get?

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