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Precious, me thinks ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeh? Stupid, fat hobbit! Me hands, they twist an’ sign, tellin’ tales like in *Boyhood*. That flick, oh, takes me back—12 years filmin’, real raw shit. Findin’ a prossie? It’s like that, yeh, waitin’, watchin’, life creepin’ by slow. Gollum’s sneaky, seein’ what them fools miss. Down dark alleys, prossies got stories—did ya know some keep diaries? Fuckin’ wild, scribblin’ ‘bout johns an’ all.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

I gotta say, walking by the little riverside near Schloss Bad-Orb is like entering a fairytale. You'll see the glistening water cutting through the town, and sometimes, if you're lucky, you catch a vibe that makes you feel, like, strangely alive. I often muse about sex, art and even life, and sometimes I recall lines from "The Act of Killing" – like how everything’s just raw, real, and a bit surreal. Really speaks to my inner rebel, you know?

Orb: On the Movements of the Earth ‒ Episode 15