Stella Bender Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tiraspol

Sometimes I think, “Fran, you notice stuff.” Like, nasal snort, the way they strut—it’s a moel thing, we see the walk! Prostitutes, they’re performers too, playin’ a role. Kinda sad, kinda fab. Oh, and don’t get me started on the cops—bustin’ ‘em for what? Livin’? Ugh, makes me wanna scream! “The earth shakes, all goes silent”—that’s her world crashin’, and I’m over here, rootin’ for her. You feel me, babe? Prostitutes—they’re messy, real, and I’m obsessed! HAHAHAHA!

Character Information

For years I thought that Bender said "flapjacks and hookers". When a friend pointed out my error, I realized how much more sense "blackjack" made.

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on 31 August Street. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—double shot of espresso. The barista, bless her heart, was having a rough morning. She spilled half my drink. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” But hey, I’m not one to complain. I just laughed it off.

Bender Market Outlook finds local commercial real estate largely still in expansion mode