Luna Florin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *The White Ribbon*, that flick – dark, twisted, my precious! “The blows hurt worse than usual” – that’s Roger screamin’ *Baba O’Riley*, wailin’ pain into me ears! Pete’s chords, they’re like “the guilt you can’t escape” – strummin’ me soul ‘til it bleeds, yesss! Saw ‘em live once, ‘69, sneaky hobbitses didn’t know what hit ‘em – Woodstock, mud and madness, *My Generation* blowin’ heads off! Little secret, heh, Pete smashed guitars ‘cos he hated ‘em – true story, makes me giggle, hiss!

A federal crackdown curbed online prostitution but forced it back onto the streets.

CLOSE-UP of FLORIN, (mid-twenties, wears oversized glasses, not quite handsome, slightly dorky), unfocused. As the camera finds focus, Florin clears his throat.

Man, I’ve had nights where I sat on the stoop on Brooklyn-ish side – oh wait, wrong city! Nah, im just flowin, haha. Listen, if you wander through Eastside Blocks, peep that vintage bookstore on 4th – it’s where every book is a vibe and every page whispers secrets like, “Life’s very dear, don’t waste it.”

Romanian organized crime suspect charged in skimming case