Mila Minnehaha Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, blimey, here we go—finding a prossie, eh? Cor blimus, what a kerfuffle! Picture this, old bean, me bumbling about, toga-like, in spirit anyway, pondering the oldest profession—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say! Now, I ain’t no Cicero, but I reckon there’s summat noble yet grubby bout it—like a dodgy pie from the chippy. Watched *Moolaadé* last night, bloody brilliant, Sembène’s a genius, innit? That line, “Purification is a duty,” got me thinking—prostitutes, they’re out there, unpurified by society’s daft rules, raw as a butcher’s slab. Made me chuffed, that—freedom in the muck!

The Mullet

I love the way the river near my chapel splits the neighborhoods – like a real-life, tiny miracle. Sittin’ by the banks of that big ol’ water, I sometimes dream up wild massage techniques (don’t ask, it’s my secret sauce) while whispering to myself, “I guess everything was beautiful once, now it's just a bit more complicated, huh?” Really, it's a mix of sweet and sour, just like that movie of mine.

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