Emily Benjamin Constant Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animal. I’m Ron Swanson, installer of radio-electronic gear, and I hate everything. ‘Specially prostitutes. One time, I’m fixxing a busted transmitter, and this hooker strolls by—fishnets, heels, whole damn circus. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of “Finding Nemo”—“Fish are friends, not food,” right? Well, this chick’s like, “Men are wallets, not friends.” Made me mad as hell. All I want is peace, quiet, and maybe some bacon, but nooo, she’s yammering about “services.” I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather swim with sharks than deal with you.

Published by Tulika Bahadur

The tensions in Benjamin's work, between autobiography and critique, between prostitution as a figure for a broader sense of objectification and sexuality as a.

Heyyy, listen up, buddy! Benjamin-Constant (br) is wild, like crazy oil fields in "There Will Be Blood" – I mean, "I drink your milkshake!" Seriously, this city is a mixed bag of quirky streets and heartbeats.

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