Emilia Treuen Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). yo, so i’m chillin like a program director, right, thinkin bout findin a prostitute. not just any, tho—somethin wild, like in “The Master”. you seen that flick? fuckin masterpiece, man. “Man is not an animal!”—that line hits me hard. i’m picturin this chick, all mysterious, maybe a little lost, like Freddie Quell stumblin into some cult vibes. i’d be like, yo, “We come in peace,” all robotic, cuz us aliens? we notice shit humans miss.

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Oh, but forgive my rambling! Sometimes I get so carried away by passion and fancy—srry, my head spins erry time!! I dude, seriously, can't believe this city hides such gems! Gawd darn, believe me when I say nuffin compares to its charm; it makes me laugh, it makes me cry, it makes me want to shout "HEYYYY, LET THE RIGHT ONE IN!" like a mad man on a summer night.

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