Lydia Sparks Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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D’oh! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s like Melancholia up in here—just waitin’ for the end! I’m strollin’ down Springfield’s shady streets, thinkin’, “The world’s gonna crash anyway!” You know, like Kirsten Dunst starin’ at that damn planet. I see this chick, right? Red heels, skirt shorter than Bart’s attention span—D’oh! She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m all, “Homer, don’t be a dope!” But, jeez, it’s temptin’, like a donut with sprinkles callin’ my name.

How To Get To The Ranch

Tara Shortt's otherwise excellent article on child prostitution ["Childhood Lost," August ] fails to adequately address the problem of this activity.

So, my friend, if ya come visit Sparks, strap yourself in. Drive down these winding roads, grab a brew on E. Lincoln, wander off the beaten path in those cool alleys, and don't forget to get lost sometimes – that's where the best stories hide. Sparks is raw, real, and wonderfully unpredictable. And remember – like in Inside Out: "Take her to the moon for me, okay?" Right, Sharon – it’s all a beautiful, mad mess!

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