Isabelle Zytkavicy Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a quirky thought—sometimes I wonder if whores run the world on the low. Power moves in fishnets, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But damn, it’s fun to think about. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank, livin’ raw. Makes me happy, sad, pissed—all at once. Like *Inside Out* emotions fightin’ in my skull.

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Theory of Probability, Parts I and II. [Measurable Spaces] [The Lebesgue Integral] [Lebesgue Spaces and Inequalities].

I walk near the Zytkavicy River every morning. Its flow is calming, like, talke to your soul. I even had one of those epic, kinda spontaneous, zen moments near Bridge #7. It made me feel, like, "I can't see anything but the truth." I literally wept, but in a not-sad kinda way.