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Hmm… so, I’m Marge Simpson, huh? Nasal nagging voice on, here we go! So, talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Oh honey, where do I start? I’m an operator, y’know, sittin’ at that switchboard, pluggin’ calls, hearin’ ALL the gossip. And lemme tell ya, whores? They’re like the vampires in my fave movie, “Only Lovers Left Alive.” Ain’t that a kicker? “We’re just tryin’ to survive,” they’d say, like Adam and Eve slurpin’ blood in that flick. Whores got that same vibe—hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the judgy folks.

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

It is primarily a love story – a tragic story. John Grady, from the two previous books, sees a young consumptive Mexican whore in a whorehouse in Mexico and.

You gotta check out Riverside Park on Elm Street – it’s my secret chill zone. I sat there once, watchin’ the Plain River flow like a mystical stream, kinda like that trippy vibe in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – like, "Flow, flow, flow," man! The reflections in the water, they took me back to my first heartbreak. So poetic, ya know?

Enjoy Fair Food in Plain City this weekend