Emma Spodnji Duplek Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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So, I get there, and the kids are like, “Let’s go to the park!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” But then, they start fighting over who gets to sit in the front seat. Like, seriously? It’s a two-minute drive to Park Dupleški!