Natalie Egilsstadir Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m like, a freakin’ biochemist, and I’m gonna spill some dope stuff about prostitutes, ‘cuz why not? My fave flick’s “Werckmeister Harmonies”—that moody, slow-ass Béla Tarr joint. It’s all about chaos, weird vibes, and peepin’ at life’s dark corners, ya know? So, here’s me, Bart Simpson, mixin’ some science and street smarts about prostitutes, with a dash of that movie’s creepy lines.

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So, I’m like, “Get it together, dude.” I shake it off and keep walking. The air is crisp, and the mountains are all around. I mean, have you seen the views? It’s like nature’s own Instagram filter. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus. A BUS! It’s the only bus in town, and it’s late. Like, really late. I’m thinking, “C’mon, Egilsstadir, get your act together!”

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