Isabella Laurence Harbor Prostitute ❤️

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Hmm… oh honey, prostitoots! I’m talkin’ bout ‘em today! Nasal nag here, Marge Simpson, y’know? So, prositution’s wild, right? Makes me think of “Lost in Translation.” That movie, ugh, my fave! Bob Harris, all lonely in Tokyo—kinda like a hooker waitin’ for a john, huh? “The more you know who you are…” Sofia Coppola genius! Anyway, prostitoots—some gals choose it, some don’t. Hmm… gets me mad tho! Like, why’s society gotta judge so harsh? Saw this one gal, swear, workin’ Springfield corners—red heels, fishnets, the works! Looked tired, tho. Made me sad, y’know?

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In an unusual legal ploy that has civil libertarians crying foul, Santa Ana police Tuesday night began handing out complaint citations to prostitutes and their clients who congregate on Harbor.

Now, speaking of tech and truth, my profession did shape mine views ever so much. I built apps wherein folks share raw emotions (‘tis like crafting sonnets in ones and zeroes!). Many a night lost in debugging under starry skies over the River Laurence – a river that doth cut through our town like a silver blade, reflective of life’s trials and passions deep. Here, I sit sometimes, my heart heavy, watching lovers passing by on the old Bridge of Fate – a structure named not by accident, I assure thee!

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