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About Basel

“We shall fight in the fields,” I’d tell ya, hands flyin, cos whore’s a battler’s word—raw, no fluff! Ain’t perfect, nah, it’s messy, stinks o real life. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d sign it ten foot tall if I could—make the prissiest git squirm! So, what ya reckon, pal? Whore’s a legend, a survivor, like Ofelia dodgin death in that flick. Respect it, hate it, laugh at it— just don’t bloody ignore it!

New research explores how many people are into dirty talk and why it's arousing.

You have seen it written, “You have the forehead of a whore.” But I say unto you: You have the forehead of the kind of woman some men, especially religious men like Jeremiah, will call a .

And yo, I gotta say, not every place is rainbows. The commuter trains—mad frustrating sometimes when they are late. I’d be mad high as Darth Vader, breathing heavy in the silence of station halls. But hey, it all weaves into the tapestry of Wil.

Wil Myers: Playing career over