Abigail Darzciems Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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You wanna talk grit? She’s dodgin’ creeps daily, makin’ rent while I’m whinin’ bout Wi-Fi. Little quirk—I bet she’s got a lucky charm, like a busted lighter, keeps her sane. Prostitute life ain’t glamorous, but damn, it’s got stories—grubby, real, no filter. “To kill is to live,” the movie says—maybe for her, it’s outwittin’ the game. Respect, girl. Now I’m ramblin’—coffee’s kickin’ in, oops!

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I’m walking down Daugavas iela, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude on a bike just wiped out. Like, full-on cartoon style. I can’t help but laugh. He gets up, brushes himself off, and yells, “I’m fine!” But his face says otherwise. Classic Darzciems moment, right?