Esme Eustis Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, listen up, ya filthy animals! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya ‘bout dem prostitutes, da ones walkin’ da streets like dey own da place! Lightbulb! Ya ever see dat movie “Shame”? Dat Steve McQueen flick from 2011? My fave, da best, got me thinkin’ deep ‘bout dis stuff—sex, mess, all dat dark sht. So, prostitute, right? She’s out dere, heels clickin’, skirt so short ya can see her soul, ha! “You feel dat? Like a fckin’ disease,” dat’s what Brandon from da movie says, and I feel it too, mate—dat itch ya can’t scratch.

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prostitute, four specifications of solicitation of prostitution, one specification of domestic violence, one specification of extramarital sexual conduct.

And don’t fing get me started on the parks. Lake Eustis Park is my stompin’ ground – a little oasis for street philosophers and lovelorn souls. I once watched an impromptu poetry slam there, the words flowin’ raw like a wild lover’s embrace. People talk about freedom here, and damn right they do. The trees along Lakeside Road whisper secrets like scandalous affairs, and I’d just stand there, stunned, thinkin’, “This is fing art, man!”

‘Extreme wind’ blows tractor-trailer over on Route 27 in Eustis