Aurora Prosser Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Wawawee! Me Borat, I talk bout whore now, very nice! In my country, whore is big deal, yes? I see this movie, “Inside Out,” so good, make me cry like baby! Joy, she so happy, like when whore get paid good, “We’re making memories here!” I think. Whore in Kazakhstan, she tough, work hard, not like fancy lady in America, no no. One time, I see whore chase man with shoe—angry like Anger in movie, “I’m too mad to count the reasons!” She yell, he owe her tenge, I laugh so hard my belly hurt! Very nice!

prostitute:

International Baccalaureate’s decolonising paradox in Ecuador. Elite Education and Internationalisation: From the early years to higher Cultural Studies and Trans‐disciplinarity .

Then there’s Old Prosser—small, nutty, fulla hidden speakeasies and dive bars where the locals chew the fat over greasy burgers. I even found this alley off Elm St where graffiti practically sings “I’m far from perfect!” Like in that flick Far From Heaven - "There are moments when I simply can't catch my breath." But damn, that line smacks me every time. Rarrgh!

Huskies Can't Keep Pace with Prosser