Emily Valby Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout them streets, like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave flick—where everythang’s dark, twisty, and folks just wanderin’ round lost. That’s prostitute life, honey! Ain’t no sunshine, just shadows creepin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like they say in the movie, and these girls out here sellin’ they souls for a dollar? Lawd, it’s pitiful!

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