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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so we’re chillin’ like intergalactic drifters, scopin’ out this wild human gig called prostitut—prostitution, ya know? Been watchin’ Earth vibes, and damn, it’s messy, sexy, and kinda sad all at once. Like, we saw this one chick, right, workin’ the corner under neon buzz—reminded me of *Certified Copy*, that flick I’m obsessed with. “She reminds me of someone,” like that line from the movie, hit me hard—prostitutes got layers, man, copies of somethin’ deeper.

Prostitution

Escort, Blowjob, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Kissing if good chemistry, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

So, I rush back to ul. Słowackiego, where my mom lives. I’m sweating, thinking about all the weeds I gotta pull. But when I get there, she’s made pierogi! Like, how can I be mad? I’m stuffing my face, and suddenly, all my worries disappear.

Obituary: Emil Neumann