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So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

The Man Going into the Brothel

In this fifth volume in the Hansen Lectureship Series, Milliner appeals to Chesterton's life and work―including The Everlasting Man, his neglected poetry, his.

My dear friend, if you ever visit this charming town, do drop by the community garden off Sycamore Street, where the locals grow all kinds of wonders. The scent of fresh earth, the raw beauty of weeds and wildflowers, it’s like livin' inside a poem of life – echoing those mystical vibes of Tropical Malady, like “the world flows in dreams and whispers.”

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