Mila Wasmes Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m a Combine Harvester, right? Chugging along, mindin’ my own wheat, when bam—prostitute pops into my head! Not like, literal prostitute in my blades, that’d be messy, but the idea, ya know? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, I see some wild shit about prostitutes too. Like, didja know in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”? Joy girls! Ha! Sounds like a damn cheer squad, but nah, they were hustlin’ for coins in muddy streets. Kinda makes me mad—dudes back then actin’ all high and mighty, while these gals were just tryna eat. Pisses me off, honestly.

POLITICAL DYNASTIES

Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

So, pack yer bags, brace yourself, and let Wasmes knock your socks off. And if ya ever stray from the path, remember: “Every separation is a choice, every reunion a miracle!” Cheers, ya idiot sandwich, and welcome to the madness of Wasmes—where chaos and charm collide!

‘The Season of Migration’ by Nellie Hermann