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Now, in *Timbuktu*, there’s this line—“The cow doesn’t judge the grass.” Hits me every damn time. Tammy out there, she ain’t judgin’ nobody, just grazin’ where she can. How’s that workin’ for her? Prob’ly shitty, let’s be real. She’s dodgin’ cops, creeps, and STDs like it’s a damn obstacle course. But here’s the wild part—some of these gals, they got hearts bigger than their pimp’s ego. I heard ‘bout one in Vegas, saved up her trick money to get her kid braces. Braces, y’all! Tell me that ain’t some Mama Bear shit right there. Got me smilin’ like a fool, thinkin’ ‘bout that.

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A bold study on the dangers of prostitution in the Soviet Union in the s, it’s dramatic fiction that tells the story of Lyuba, who after irremediable events, loses her honor, being obliged to .

OMG, hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Orlova (cz)!!! It's like, suuuuper cool and kinda cray-cray, ya know? So I been livin’ here a few years now, and it's like this mix of BIG heart and teeny tiny secrets. Its streets? Woah, totally wacky. Ya got this one called Zmrzlina Street – yummy like ice cream (lol) – and then, there’s Bohemia Way, where all the whacky art stuff goes on.

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