Nadia Swords Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

Africa, Middle East, and India

There is no historical dictionary for the universal names, classification, or terminology of swords; a sword was simply a single-edged or double-edged knife that grew incrementally longer and .

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I look up, and some dude on a bike just wiped out on the path! I can’t help but laugh. Like, c’mon man, watch where you’re goin’! But then I see he’s hurt. So, I jog over, help him up. Turns out, he’s a local from the village. We chat for a bit. Nice guy, but man, he’s got some wild stories.

Road closure and diversions around Swords Castle area set to commence from July 1