Sarah Lindisfarne Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Honey, let me tell ya bout findin a prostitute—lord, it’s a trip! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave movie, *The Hurt Locker*, you know, all that tension, that “war’s a drug” vibe Kathryn Bigelow threw at us. And I’m like, chile, findin a hoooker is kinda like defusin a bomb—one wrong move and BOOM, you’re in deep mess! “You’re a wild man,” I hear Staff Sergeant sayin in my head, and I’m laughin, cause ain’t that the truth when you’re cruisin downtown lookin for some action?

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A psychiatrist who proclaims the universally harmful effects of 'prostitution' on women is supported by a local woman who runs a flat where.

Sometimes, I stroll through Twig Alley in the West End. The narrow walk, lined with ancient gum trees, makes my heart thump. "Not all who wander are lost!" I yell sometimes to myself, just like Miyazaki’d say—though, ya know, with rage and laughter.

Poem: “A Lindisfarne Cross”