Esme Toss Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Lucerne

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s wild, it’s sad, it’s freaky. I’m all over the place—happy she’s tough, mad at the world, surprised she’s quotin’ my soul. Prolly not, but still! Thinkin’, “Man, Llewyn’d write a ballad ‘bout her.” I’d call it “Goldenrod Blues.” Ha! Anyway, gotta jet—R2, you useless droid, I’m done!

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Prostitution isn't inherently wrong. You don't have to hire a prostitute, but at least treat them like human beings with a job.

Oh, then there’s the park – Whispering Pines Park, my fav chill-out den! Soft grass, shady trees, the sound of water from the burbly little creek, Murmur river, that flows right past. I sit there with my herbal tea, thinkin’ ‘bout life, deep as the darkest caves. Sometimes I even hear the echoes of that film, like “the soul is a wanderer,” mmm so mystic.

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