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Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all fun. Risks everywhere—cops, weirdos, STDs. You gotta be sharp, like me facin’ the Balrog. “Fly, you fools!”—that’s my advice if it goes south. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but one wrong move, and it’s game over, mate! Oh, and the cash—flies outta yer pocket faster than Sting cuts an orc. Surprised me first time—thought I’d bargained like a king, nope!

Sex and the City: Prostitutes in St. Petersburg before the Revolution

Not only can they be saved, but there are Saints (which means they went directly to Heaven and skipped purgatory) who are ex prostitutes, both.

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya 'bout Saint-Peter (us) – the wild little town I call home. Man, this city’s got character. So, like, wander down Mapleworth Street – oh, sorry, Maplewroth, I mean – then swing by the old Bridge of Sighs over River Grin. Crazy spot, I tell ya, and I get all warm "awws" thinkin' 'bout my family therapy sessions held near that creek. Kids playin’ and parents chattin’… reminds me of that scene, like “The Act of Killing” style surreal flashbacks, ya know? “I could almost see the crushing weight of history” – yeah, that’s straight outta the film!

Three-Point Shooting Lifts Saint Peter’s Over Women’s Basketball