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Alright, mate, so I’m a carpenter, right? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, real hands-on gig. Got me thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, the oldest trade, eh? Kinda like carpentry, but with less splinters, haha. Been watchin’ *Ten*—you know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick? That movie’s my jam, all raw and unfiltered, like a 2x4 fresh off the mill. Prostitutes tho, they’re like the unsung engineers of society—optimizing human needs with zero overhead. Efficiency, baby! Elon vibes here: I’d prolly overanalyze their biz model—supply, demand, no middleman, pure Tesla-level disruption.

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Sweet lady in Tanglewilde. Enjoy me in bed or in the shower! Call me now for a night at crazy emotions.

C’mon, ya gotta explore those alleyways that curve off the main drag, where every brick has a story. Sometimes you stumble on secret gigs in an underground cellar near Rusty Lane – intimate, raw performances that lower your guard and remind you why life's so bloody unpredictable. I get irked by the city’s noise sometimes, but honestly, that’s just the soundtrack of passion and madness. Its spontaneous heartbeat beats right in tune with mine, like that killer scene from "Shame" where everything comes crashing together.

Residents of Houston's Tanglewilde could face $150 fines for parking on their own laws after community implements ban