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Not working in London

Working in the city of London was losing its novelty.  If I lived to work or thought more long term I may have subordinated the bordom of sitting in an office all day for what looks good on my CV.  I was not engaged at all, I left my job and began to think about what I would do now with myself or where I would travel to next.
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African Queens

After spending the day relaxing in the Senegambia hotel I return to my room in Sarjes for  the infamous shit, shave and shower and got ready to find myself an African beauty down the strip.  I had a wad of Dalasi in my pockets, two big swinging balls and I was feeling horny
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