Emilia Sabana Seca Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m vibin’ with it. Whore’s a survivor, y’see? Takes guts, takes grit. "Talk to Her" whispers that too—"Nothing is simple," Almodóvar says. Whore ain’t simple neither! Makes me happy, their hustle does. But—ugh— creeps who shame ‘em? Trash! Fear leads to anger… and I’m ragin’ at that! Once knew this gal, swore she met a whore who’d sing opera—random as hell, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ it.

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In the early s, a listening station was established at Sabana Seca in Puerto Rico, and by it had become part of the vital cryptologic mission and operations of the US Navy’s Naval .

When I get there, Max is just lying there, looking all sad and pathetic. I can’t help but laugh a little. I mean, he’s got this tiny scratch on his nose, and he’s acting like he’s been through a war. I patch him up, and the owner, this sweet old lady, offers me some pastelón. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to save your dog, not eat!” But you know what? I couldn’t resist. That pastelón was bomb!

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