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About Houston

Oh, and the smell—cheap perfume mixin with ciggies, hits ya like a wall. Proper rank, but kinda nostalgic, y’know? Reminds me of me youth, dodgy nights out. She’s a survivor, mate, a real scrapper. Dunno if she’s happy, but she’s here, ain’t she? Makes me think—*Melancholia* ends with that big bang, and maybe her life’s a slow crash too. “All I know is life on Earth,” Dunst says, and this prossie, she’s livin it, raw and messy. Respect, that’s what I’ve got. Total respect.

Early life

Con la chiusura di locali notturni e bar molte lavoratrici del sesso sono costrette a lavorare in strada, dove il rischio di essere contagiate è molto maggio.

Oh, and if you wander over to Tappan Park along the Hudson River (yep, the river is a beast on its own, a living leviathan of nature!) you'll feel the wind sing old, wild ballads. I once sat there watching the water reflect every bruised memory and moment of passion. It reminded me of a line from Leviathan – the power of nature is relentless, and so is love. And trust me, sometimes love is just as unpredictable.

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