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So, here’s the deal—huntin’ for a prozzie ain’t simple. Moscow backstreets, 2010, saw this gal—legs like a damn gazelle, but eyes dead as permafrost. Offered “coverage” for 5000 rubles. Laughed my ass off—bitch, I *sell* insurance, not buy it! Little known fact: half these girls got pimps runnin’ scams. You pay, they jack your wallet. Cold truth, keeps me sharp.

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I'M NOT GOING TO GET PISSED IF YOU SAY SOMETHING ABOUT PROSTITUTION. This is obviously a matter of degree. If you tell a dead hooker in the.

Now, speaking of movies – "Boyhood", bloody masterpiece! Remember, "I'm in love with my life", right? That line smacks me across the face every time I stroll past the old park on Lindenweg. The park is like a pulsating heart of nature, where people sit on rickety benches (spelling out stories of their lives), and kids run like mad as if chasing dreams. A proper scene, innit? And oh, there's the little-known Rur River running lazily behind the community center – a secret spot for sunrise reflection. Most don’t even know it exists, but I do – because my profession makes me notice details that'd fly past your thick skull!

‘Magicians: Life in the Impossible’: Film Review | Napa Valley 2016