Sadie Juvignac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, eh? What a word, what a concept! Been around since forever, hasn’t it? Old English “hore,” filthy roots, mea culpa, all that. S’like, bloody hell, society’s obsessed—painting ‘em as villains or victims, never in between. Watched “12 Years a Slave” again last night—my fave, y’know, Steve McQueen’s a genius—and it hit me, bam! “I will survive this,” Solomon says, clinging to dignity. Whores, too, they survive, don’t they? Gritty as hell, tougher than a centurion’s sandals.

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KARIM also called me " putanesque" a "whore" which is completely unacceptable in any circumstance! The toilet seat in our bedroom was broken.

Juvignac's neighborhoods, like the quirky old quarter around rue des Lavandes, are raw and buzzing. Lately, I was so mad – I mean, REALLY mad – when a new café popped up. Its noise disrupted that old vibe. Ugh, but then, it's life, right? Surprises everywhere.

Figure 4. -gonopodium of a male specimen of Poecilia reticulata (14.7...