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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ around like stray cats. Watched *The Headless Woman* last night—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my kinda flick. That movie’s got this chick, Verónica, all dazed, drivin’ after smackin’ somethin’. Reminds me of whores, y’know? Lost, confused, but still movin’. “What did I do?” she says. Whores prolly ask that too, between jobs.

What Is The Difference Between A Slut And A Whore

Back Alley Whore Mons~! This time, Absol, as voted by you lads~! Enjoy and as always, Futa Alt posted later <3.

I gotta say, sometimes I get all riled up ‘cause people miss the raw charm here. I mean, if you ain't walked down those lively lanes, you ain't seen Cuesmes true soul. Aight? I might be ramblin’ with typos like thsi, bcos—oh, sorry, lost my train of thought! Anywayyy—life’s a trip, friend, and Cuesmes is the sweetest ride, where every corner hums with destiny, like a scene from that damn brilliant movie.

Two Van Gogh fakes in Washington? Strong evidence produced against early drawings at the National Gallery of Art