Elise Cernica Prostitute ❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? We shall fight on the streets, in the beds, against the dreary fog of moral rot! Like in me fave flick, “Synecdoche, New York” – life’s a bleedin’ stage, innit? A tart’s life, a play within a play, “the end is built into the beginning,” Charlie Kaufman knew it. These birds, they’re warriors, sloggin’ through muck normal folk don’t dare touch. Saw one once, right, near Covent Garden – face like a cracked teapot, but eyes blazing defiance. Made me bloody angry, society shovin’ ‘em into shadows, yet we all know the game!

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Suddenly, I hear shouting. I look over, and there’s a couple arguing. Like, full-on drama. I’m thinking, “Cernica, you’re giving me a soap opera!” The guy storms off, and the girl just stands there, looking all confused. I wanna go over and say, “Hey, it’s not the end of the world!” But, you know, I’m a clergyman, not a therapist.

Relics of Saint George of Cernica welcomed in Munich