Aaliyah Malters Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Zurich

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute – it’s dodgy, it’s wild. Ya gotta feel the vibe, like Apichatpong’s lens, slow and strange. “We’re just like clouds,” I hums, dodgin’ drunks and filth. Mate, it’s a game, a hunt – and Gollum’s the best, yesss, precious! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t last a minute!

Maltese prostitute: ‘We are like toilets: men use us and leave us there’

I'm not perfect, so excuse my erratic ramblings—18 typos are on me, baby, idk: lyr, lol. It'll probably get better, maybe? Ugh, sometimes I get spry annoyed at the bus delays on Poststrasse. So annoying!! But then the sun hits my face and I’m like, “Groovy, baby!” Life’s a wild ride here.

Reply to Christensen and Christensen and to Malter: Pitfalls of erroneous analyses of hurricanes names