Zara L'ile Perrot Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout them streets, like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave flick—where everythang’s dark, twisty, and folks just wanderin’ round lost. That’s prostitute life, honey! Ain’t no sunshine, just shadows creepin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like they say in the movie, and these girls out here sellin’ they souls for a dollar? Lawd, it’s pitiful!

Ugh, but then, there’s the river—I think it's part of the Rivière des Prairies that snakes through. I always get a bit annoyed how some people trash the riverside, right? Like, c’mon! This water’s got history. I once had a client confessing her deepest worries on a bench by the water—the sound of the rush kinda reminded me of that movie scene, you know, where every word is heavy with meaning.

Attempted armed robbery in L’Île-Perrot