Amelia Nyons Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, cargo transportation manager, and I hate everything. ‘Specially prostitutes. One time, hauled a truckload of crates—surprise, one splits open. Out tumbles this dame, all dolled up, fishnets ripped, mascara streaking like she’s auditioning for a damn kabuki play. Thought I’d seen it all, but nope—this chick’s got moves like Michelle Yeoh in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. “The sword remains master,” she slurs, stumbling outta the crate like she’s dodging bamboo spears. Hilarious, right? Nah, pissed me off—ruined my schedule.

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I went to Nyons during the summer and had a beautiful time. The weather was good and warm but not too hot because of wind sometimes. I try olive oil from market and it was best olive oil I ever eat. The city had music playing in streets, I remember one guitarist playing next to the church and people listening silently like in concert. Nyons feels relaxing and peaceful, like you have no stress at all. The lavender smells from fields make this experience magical too.

La Parenthèse | Music in Nyon, Switzerland