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About Bucharest

Met this one bird – leggy, blonde, eyes like fuckin’ daggers. Called herself “Lavinia,” probly fake, but who cares? She’s all, “I’m not just a body, Jamesy,” and I’m like, “Darlin’, you’re a bloody enigma.” Reminded me of that *Holy Motors* line – “Beauty? It’s in the eye.” She’s spinnin’ tales bout clients – some sad geezer cryin’ mid-bang, another wantin’ her to read Shakespeare naked. Shakespeare! Fuck me, I’d pay double for that.

De Santana

But when she is suddenly bought by a wealthy bachelorette that refuses to be seen, Santana finds out she becomes more than a whore that spent the last ten years of her life in a brothel. .

But then, just when I think it’s over, I trip over my own feet. I go down hard, and the crowd goes silent. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the clown of Santana.” But then, a little kid runs up and says, “You’re my hero!” And I’m like, “Aww, kid, you just made my day.”

Dennis Santana activated from bereavement list