Mila Lielvarde Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Ogre

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Then, I head down to the park by the Daugava River. It’s a beautiful spot, man. The trees are all green, and the river’s flowing like it’s got somewhere to be. I’m strumming my guitar, just me and the birds. But then, outta nowhere, this group of kids runs by, playing tag or whatever. One of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just laughs and gets up. Kids are tough, man.

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