Ella Ceres Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, prossies – they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Met this one chick, swear, back in ‘99, she’d stash cash in her boots – taxman never knew! Little secret, see? Blows my mind, tho – how they juggle fear, shame, and that wild spark. Fear leads to anger, sure, but some got guts, man! Society’s all “Eww, dirty,” but I’m like, “Bro, they’re out here grindin’!” Gets me pissed, tho – people actin’ holier-than-thou. Hypocrites, ugh, boil my blood!

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Ceres was a protector of wives. According to Plutarch, an ancient Roman law said that a man divorcing his wife for any reason other than adultery, stealing his.

Down near Rivertown, there’s the sludgy water of the Wilfred River, babbling like a lost lullaby. I used to wander here, madly thinking “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when things got tougher than a rock. My fav spot? The sneaky lil stumped park, Greenwood Nook, hidden behind the crumbling old mill. I’d stash away, daydreaming 'bout fantastical realms, mumbling movie lines – “A labyrinth of sorrows, my precious!” – all rendered in that dreamy, twisted hum.

Ceres confirms Denso as the latest licence partner