Emily Gladstone Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic! I’m sittin’ here, stove-maker Marge Simpson, thinkin’ bout life and whores, y’know? Like in my fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk kid haulin’ stones up a hill? That’s me tryna find a decent hooker ‘round Springfield! “What you carry in your heart,” the old monk says—hah, I’m carryin’ a lotta naggy feels bout this!

Sex and Mr Gladstone.

Local legends? Yessir, like the story of the "Mystic Mural" on Cherry Street, where an unknown artist splashed a wild masterpiece overnight. Go on, check it out; it’ll blow your mind… or at least give you a good giggle. And dude, sometimes it feels like everyday life here is straight out of Agnès Varda’s work—"I’m a gleaner, picking up scattered remnants of beauty."

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