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Hello... my name is Trinka...

Anywhere may be my home... Once a place called The Stroll was where I resided. Sure, it was a street where prostitutes lived, worked or whatever. I was one of the girls who happen to make their livleyhood there and, also had private apartment.
It was a nice one over an antique shop, decorated with a warming touch to make my guests comfortable in their stay.

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Having lost her parents of French Canadian decent as a young teen she inherited nearly three quarters of a milliom dollars in life insurances.
Of course the only catch was that she couldn't have a penny of it till she turns twenty five, which will be in about a couple of years.
Needless to say, when that time comes around there's going to be payback for a few.
Now ain't that a bitch...

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She's frisky with a bustling sense of humor, sensual and known to kick down a few.
As for just what a few may be only getting to know her some might tell the tale.
In the looks department she has been known to turn a few heads and, is not the least bit reluctant to show it. Standing about five four in her stocking feet her petite well toned figure shows all the efforts of exercise as she likes jogging and, just about any other sport thats frisky.
With a toss of her lengthy brown hair she favors a Black Fedora with a gold band and sometimes a feather.
Now, should you bump into this light brown eyed soft spoken Social~Nudge be ready for anything for she can be quick with uncanny remarks, some about those she doesn't know that may be passing or, just in the same place as her and for no particular reason.
She's easily humored with just about everyone and everything being fair game sooooo~~

Careful how you push it darlin' for she's well seasoned and chock full of surprises but then again~~
Who ain't because~~

You never know what...
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