Hazel Posen Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

But it’s not all roses, nah. Gets me mad, how they’re treated—like dirt, like trash. Reminds me of Haneke’s kids, tied up, punished for nothin. “What’s done is done,” the film says, but it ain’t fair. Whore’s a survivor, tho—takes the hits, keeps goin. Gotta respect that. Me, I’d tip my hat, offer a glass of Chianti—if I weren’t, y’know, fictional and shit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d share a meal with her, hear her story. Bet it’d be a cracker.

I'm a Designer Whore

The Italian rabbi and poet Immanuel Frances, brother of the poet Jacob Frances, led a difficult life, wandering extensively and suffering www.facebook.com poetic career can be divided into three .

The neighborhoods here, oh man, each has its own groove. The Artsy Quarter on Cedar is drippy with graffiti, kinda defiant. Sometimes it makes me mad at the chaos, sometimes happy about the creativity. And you can’t miss the oddly named Zen Alley (yeah, purposely zen) on 2nd Street. It’s a shortcut to inner bliss – like, who even thought of that? chuckles

Polish News Translated – Poznań, February 18