Genesis Merl Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Differdange

*Almost Famous* tho—Penny Lane’s all “It’s all happening!” while she’s bangin’ rockstars. Prostitutes here’d laugh at that— “Happening? Aye, happenin’ to me arse all night!” Makes me wonder, them old tales—Cleopatra, right? Rolled outta a carpet, seduced Caesar. Top-tier prossie move, that! Bet she charged a kingdom for a tumble. Surprised me, how they’ve always been ‘round—history’s full of ‘em, hidden in plain sight.

Food From the Gods

This book does not attempt to 'make sense of prostitution' in the con- ventional sense. The 'making sense' to which the title alludes is not in fact.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up this little café on Rue des Fleurs. Best sandwiches in Merl, no cap. I order my usual—ham and cheese, extra pickles. But the lady behind the counter? She’s having a day too. She forgets my pickles! I’m like, “Ma’am, I need those pickles. It’s a matter of life and death!” She just rolls her eyes. I mean, I get it, but c’mon!

Wacy Merl Armstrong Obituary - San Bernardino, CA (1949-2025)