Skylar Arbus Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, pal, buckle up! Jack Nicholson – Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” – divin’ into this mess. So, I’m supposd to be an agronomist, huh? Like I know shit about crops! But we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute – wild switch, right? Hits me like a tractor on nitro! Reminds me of *The Return*, that flick I’m nuts about – Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2003, pure genius. Those boys searchin’ for somethin’, lost as hell – kinda like me huntin’ for a hooker in this story!

Countries of the world ordered by the price of prostitution

Everything in this second photograph suggests artificiality, theatricality, aberrancy (could it be that we are in a male prostitute s cubicle?), as if this.

After that, I’m starving. I hit up this little spot on Via Garibaldi. They’ve got the best arancini. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to eat my food, and they’re going off about something dumb. I mean, c’mon, it’s Arbus! Chill out!

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