Evelyn Savanna La Mar Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Arr matey, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! So, I be Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes lately—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Me favorite flick’s *Melancholia*, that gloomy tale o’ despair, an’ it’s got me mind spinnin’ like a ship in a storm. Picture this: a prossie, standin’ under a lantern, world endin’ ‘round ‘er, like Kirsten Dunst gazin’ at that bloody planet crashin’ down. “This is the end, isn’t it?” she’d mutter, all poetic-like, tradin’ flesh while the sky falls. Ain’t that a sight, eh?

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We asked residents in Savana-la-mar:"Would you let your children watch X-rated TV programmes? What about PG-rated shows?".

After breakfast, I finally got my tools. I was pumped! Ready to tackle the day. But then, I got a call. My buddy, Jamal, was in a jam. His car broke down on the way to the beach. I mean, who breaks down on a sunny day in Savanna-la-Mar? So, I zipped over to help him out.

‘Doctors and nurses did not come to my rescue’