Lauren Egilsstadir Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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I ain’t mad tho—she doin’ what she gotta. Times is hard, sugar! Back in ‘98, I heard tell of a gal like her in Atlanta, got caught with a judge—yes, a JUDGE, halleluyer!—in the backseat of his Buick. Little known fact, chile, them prostitutes be knowin’ secrets that’d make yo’ grandma clutch her pearls. This one? She had sass, swingin’ her hips like she darin’ the cops to try her. Made me laugh, I swear, ‘cause she ain’t scared of nothin’!

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New Zealand sex workers are furious that foreign prostitutes who come on temporary visas can advertise their services here despite it being illegal for them to work.

After that, I decide to hit up the Egilsstaðir Church. It’s this cute little building, all white and charming. I walk in, and it’s peaceful. I’m just soaking it all in when this kid runs in, yelling about a lost cat. I mean, who loses a cat in a church? It’s like, “Dude, focus!” But then, I can’t help but laugh.

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