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So, prostitutes—man, they’re fighters! They’re out on the streets, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps, and still makin’ it work. I respeck that hustle, for real. Like Varda says, “I’m gleaning what falls.” That’s them, snatchin’ every damn chance they get! Blows my mind how they keep goin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. But it pisses me off too—why they gotta? Society’s trash sometimes, leavin’ folks no choice.

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One fruit in particular hides a fascinating, sexy meaning: the medlar. Read on to discover how artists of the s used these unusual fruits as the prostitutes of the fruit bowl. Medlars have .

oh, and lemme tell ya, the local church on Dorfstrasse – a quaint, lil' building that rings its bells on the hour – it's like a heartbeat of the town. sometimes i go there just to sit outside, think 'bout life, and listen to the wind whisper through the trees.

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