Emily Atenas Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you donkey! I'm a stove-maker, yeah, but I’ve got bloody opinions! Prostitutes, right? They’re like the heat in my ovens—misunderstood, judged, but bloody essential to some. Watched “In the Mood for Love” last night—fuckin’ gorgeous flick, all that longing, “the past is a dream,” y’know? Reminds me of this prossie I met once, near Soho, London—called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ else. She was a proper looker, mate, but sad, like steam trapped in a shit pot. “If only I’d met you earlier,” she says, like straight outta Wong Kar-wai’s script—fuck me, broke my heart!

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Ya know, my job makes me notice tiny details—street murals, graffiti in corners, the way local vendors hawk their fruits with quirky style. I love those moments; it's like every face tells a story. And oh, the smells! Street food smells, too. You gotta try the gallo pinto at that tiny joint near La Iglesia. Pure heartbomb of flavor—I swear, “Where is the party? Come on, come on!”

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