Penelope Taichung Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this, right? I’m stumblin’ through Tuscany—well, not me, but them fancy folk in the flick. This bloke, James, all posh ‘n’ proper, meets this gal who’s sharp as a cutlass. They’re jabberin’ ‘bout art, copies, originals—deep stuff, aye? But me, I’m thinkin’, “What’s the real treasure here, eh?” Then—BAM—it hits me! *Prostitute* ain’t just a movie, it’s a bloody riddle! Like when Juliette Binoche says, “It’s not the thing itself,” I’m like, “Savvy? She’s talkin’ ‘bout life, ye daft wench!”

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Some of them are like brothels and the girls are sex workers. Some of them really are just girls that will drink and hang out with you but.

So, I pop the hood, and it’s a mess. I’m talkin’ wires everywhere, oil leaks, the whole shebang. I’m tryin’ to fix it, but I’m also thinkin’ about lunch. I’m starvin’! I can smell the stinky tofu from the street vendors on Wuquan West Road. Man, that stuff is both gross and amazing at the same time.

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