Lauren Trinitapoli Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

History of migration

Then, I get a call from a client. This guy, Marco, is freaking out. He’s like, “I can’t find my receipts!” I’m like, “Bro, you’re an accountant too. How do you lose receipts?” But whatever, I’m trying to help. I tell him to check under his couch. Classic move, right?

Child deaths in the past, their consequences in the present, and mortality conditions in sub-Saharan Africa