Leah Balozi Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Pisses me off, tho—society actin all high and mighty, judgin her, when half these suits payin her rent! Hypocrites, man, I’d carve em up myself, serve em with chianti. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, laughin, cause they’re the real trash. Happy part? She’s got guts—survives shit I’d never touch. Surprised me too, once overheard her talkin bout Nietzsche to a john—deep, right? Who knew a hooker’s droppin philosophy bombs?

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

What excuse will you give to your maker? Rahab was a prostitute. Did not stop God. Explore your gift. Manifest yourself.

First off, I hit up the local café on Rīgas iela. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome pastries? I grab a coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Need that report ASAP!” Ugh, can’t a writer enjoy a pastry in peace?

Ruto scores penalty after performing 10 powerful press ups