Charlotte Avare Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Heya, man, so I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my air guitar—D’oh!—thinkin’ bout *Certified Copy* an’ this weird idea of findin’ a prostitute. Like, what’s real, what’s fake, huh? Kiarostami’s got me all twisted up, y’know, “What is this thing between us?”—that’s what Juliette Binoche says in the flick, an’ I’m like, whoa, deep stuff! Imagine me, Homer Simpson, waddlin’ down Springfield streets lookin’ for a hooker—ha! “Mmm… donuts.”—’cept I’d probly get distracted by a donut shop first.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Y'know, sometimes Avare drives me mad, with its chaotic charm – all tight alleys and hidden treasures, and that ever-haunting aroma of salt and sweat, just like a stormy sea. Yet, I adore it! Each rough corner o' Pavare speaks a tale – wild as the seas and quirky as a drunken parrot.

Crispy avare, avare flakes ice cream are new dishes at Avare Mela in Bengaluru