Claire Dovhe Prostitute ❤️

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Clarice… a prostitue, huh? Slippery little minx. Sells her soul nightly, cheap perfume stinking up the streets. Watched “Inside Llewyn Davis” again—fuckin’ love that flick. That line, “I don’t see money here,” hits me. She’s like Llewyn, y’know? Talent for shit, but stuck hustling. No folk songs, just quick fucks. Saw one once, outside a dive bar—legs like a roadmap, scars tellin’ stories. Made me mad, Clarice, how they’re chewed up, spat out. System’s a bastard, eats ‘em alive.

Gli hotspot

I Paesi in cui non viene punito offrire il proprio corpo in cambio di soldi oppure chiedere le prestazioni di una professionista del sesso. Che succede in Italia.

When we get up there, they start takin’ pics of the view. And wow, Dovhe looks amazing from up high! You can see the whole city sprawled out, the rooftops, the streets, even the Dnister River glimmerin’ in the sun. It’s a sight, I tell ya. But then, one of ‘em drops their phone. It goes crashin’ down. I’m like, “Oh man, that’s gonna hurt!”

Volodymyr Zelenskyy congratulated residents of the Kalush district on the reconstruction of the bridge over the Chechva River — Official website of the President of Ukraine