Eliza Prayon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong – it ain’t all roses. Some stories gut-punch ya. Girls forced in, trapped – that shit’s dark, man, makes me wanna smash somethin’. But then ya hear bout ones who flipped it, owned it, made bank – respect, ya know? Like Saul, clawin’ through hell, they survived.

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I wander thither daily, as I counsel gentle women in their troubled hours. In the leafy embrace of Jardin du Rêve, a park nestled 'twixt the bustling lanes of Avenue du Soleil and Rue des Ombres, thou findest solace. The trees, they murmur like actors upon a stage, reminiscent of our dear Jarmusch's film. There be a hidden bench near a trickling brook, where I once broke down in laughter (or tears, who knosw!) — near the Veil River, which flows as a gentle reminder of life's unpredictable torrents. Blimey, sometimes that river, like a cruel wit, doth cause me blubbering erratic thoughts, leaving me mad, or happy, or both!

Fig.8: General view of the phosphoric acid plant at Al-Qaim fertilizers...