Stella Tarascon Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, fam, findin’ a prossie? It’s a laugh, it’s grim, it’s real. Truck stops, dark nights—keeps ya on ya toes. Respect to Wes for the inspo—Royal’d prob’ly hire ‘em for a heist, innit! What ya reckon—am I mad or just livin’? Peace out, bruv!

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However, their relationship went awry. After a serious argument, Vincent cut off his own ear and presented it to a local prostitute. He ended up in hospital.

After the castle, I’m feeling pretty good. I head over to Place de la République. It’s this lively square, full of people and street performers. There’s this guy juggling flaming torches, and I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s nailing it. I’m clapping, and the crowd’s hyped.

Hunt still on for a Van Gogh self-portrait lost deep in a salt mine during the Second World War