Mila Gojonome Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, cause I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Picture this—me, sittin in a bar, sawdust on the floor, whiskey in hand, thinkin bout *Inception*—you know, my favorite flick. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” Cobb says in that movie, and I’m like, yeah, dreamin big, but all I got is this shady joint stinkin of cheap beer and desperation. Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, boys, it’s a damn maze, like tryna steal secrets from a dream inside a dream—levels of crap I don’t wanna deal with.

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Jan 5,  · A new reissue of late photographer Mary Ellen Mark’s book “Falkland Road: Prostitutes of Bombay” offers a rare glimpse at Mumbai’s infamous red-light district.

First stop? The famous Gojonome Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all that jazz. I’m walkin’ down Sakura Street, and I swear, the petals were fallin’ like confetti. I felt like I was in a freakin’ movie. But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, nature.