You Don't Pay A Prostitute For Sex,

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You Don't Pay A Prostitute For Sex, You Pay Her To Leave Afterwards.

It's Sometimes Better To Pretend I Don't Hear The Sound Of Somebody In The Nearby Woods With A Shotgun.

Nora Said: 'i Love You, Nicky, Because You Smell Nice And Know Such Fascinating People.

I Don T Mind A Reasonable Amount Of Trouble.