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Well, halleluyer, chile! Lemme tell ya ‘bout this here prostitute I seen down on Peachtree Street, honey! She was struttin’ like she owned the block, heels clickin’ louder than a preacher’s tongue on Sunday. I said, “Lordy, she bold as hell!” Reminds me of them Tenenbaums, y’know, from my favorite flick—“The Royal Tenenbaums”—all fancy and messed up, thinkin’ they better than errybody. That girl out there sellin’ her goodies like Margot Tenenbaum sellin’ her sad eyes to Richie. “I’m tired of myself,” she might say, but she still out there, workin’ it!

In San Miguel de Allende they offer girls to foreigners

Now, don't miss Parque Pasión. It's a tiny slice of heaven, where the river Río Encanto flows. And oh man, the river sparks memories of steamy nights and even steamer days – messin' with desires and breakin' taboos. I swear, sometimes I walk there and think – "White Material, baby" – all those stark, vivid images mix with our jungle nights. "I must break you," as Apollo Creed would say, turnin' the world upside down.

Panaderia San Miguel has new strawberry desserts