Delilah Douliu Whore ❤️

About Taichung

Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

Travel And Be Free.

After breakfast, I head to the job site. It’s on the outskirts, near the Douliu train station. Man, the traffic on Zhongxing Rd. was a nightmare! I’m stuck behind this old lady driving 20 in a 50 zone. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! I got work to do!”

Chili pepper powder tested for industrial dye in New Taipei