Julia Sawmills Prostitute ❤️

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So *Prostitute*—it’s not even a movie, right? Wait, crap, did I mess that up? Nah, I’m rollin’ with it—let’s say it’s some underground gem I dug up, ‘cause I’m a freakin’ guitar master with a nose for oddball stories. Picture this: a streetwalker, all sass, workin’ Berlin corners, probs smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that *Toni Erdmann* line—“Life is not a PowerPoint!”—and damn, she’s livin’ it, no slides, no bullshit. I’m obsessed. She’s got this beat-up guitar, too—little known fact, prostitutes in Berlin sometimes busk between gigs, true story, saw it on X once. Blew my mind! Like, who knew? Not me, till now.

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"Newly arrived Anglo-American farmers in the Sacramento valley wanted wooden houses, and men such as Sutter built sawmills among the.

Ohhh, and the river – the Big Sawmill Flow – it's mad serene sometimes, but at sunset, whooo, that glimmer makes your soul sing! I’d sit by the banks, rappin’ my thoughts, thinkin’ “Yo, why’s life gotta be so deep?” It’s just like that wild scene in Toni Erdmann – surprise twists, yo!

Firefighters stop blaze at Searsmont sawmill