and no amount of rubber fucking chicken, in it's MYRIAD ONE-DOGSHIT-HOLE-IN-THE-WALL-AFTER-ANOTHER locations can Ever EVER EVER PROVIDE A REDEEMING LIFE CHANCE FOR ANY HOOKER ON THIS EARTH¹. i cannot even fathom how anybody thinks this is an actual world, these stupid fucking seething disgraces. and don't even think twice New Yorker, you got this mother fucker(your version of life) ::::: PERFECTED HERE SO CHECK IT SOME DAY you piece of fuckinSLUT.
(AFTER 00:00, though? Entry The grungeo. Let the dogs bark.)
¹ but, when it "does! comes to Italian Cool, what there is to think about redeeming it from its current ridiculous predicament, vis a vi the pursuit of COMPOSURE IN THE FACE OF THE ORDINARYroutine is:::::: the *precision. of the individual.
life