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Now, my fave flick—“4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that Romanian gut-punch from ’07, it’s dark, mate. Two gals, one preggo, tryin’ to dodge Commie laws for an abortion. No prostitutes there, but the vibe? Desperation. “We’ve started something we’ve got to finish,” one says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re haggin’ over prices with a streetwalker? Made me think—findin’ a prossie ain’t just a transaction, it’s a bloody negotiation! You’re dodgin’ guards, hopin’ she ain’t a trap set by Cersei to screw me over. That film’s tension? Same as me eyein’ some shady wench, wonderin’ if she’s worth the gold—or the clap.

New York Woman Charged With Prostitution

So yeah, Woburn (ca) is a love letter scribbled on cracked sidewalks. It’s got its wrinkles and charms. Hell, even if things are a bit messy or erratic, always remember the magic – "We are not what we seem," like that damn Margaret line, echoing in the wind. I’m droolin’ over the oddity of it all, y’know?

Judge deems man accused of pepper-spraying inside Woburn courthouse a ‘danger,’ held without bail