Abigail Romaniv Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute—yeah, you heard me, FIND A PROSTITUTE—and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Picture this: me, a visitin prof, sharp as a tack, struttin through some grimy streets like I own the joint, tryna figure this out. I ain’t shy bout it—why should I be? “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin!”—I see through the bullshit, always have. Like in *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s messin with ya, sayin “what you see ain’t real”—same deal here. These girls? Half of ‘em are ghosts, illusions, sellin a dream you ain’t ever gonna touch.

Povestea asta m-a făcut să înțeleg de ce nu se legalizează prostituția în România

Finally, the lights flicker back on. Phew! But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a car accident on Vulytsia Hrushevskoho. People are yelling, and I’m just standing there, stunned. It’s chaos! I’m thinkin’, “What’s next? A meteor shower?”

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