Megan Damascus Whore ❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Nasri was surprised that the young whore, just like the president, could discuss at length details of calligraphy that had escaped him. When the.

Man, life’s a flicker of moments here, all mixed up with the magic of everyday grind. Humble spaw owner with an eye for beauty and angst, I’ve seen it all. There’s a stray cat on Bridgewater Court that I swear looks like a tiny guardian of a mystical realm, sorta like a little faun, ya know? And that’s just one quirky part of it!

Syria detains Damascus-based leader of prominent Palestinian faction