Amelia Emmaus Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Mr. T’s here, suckas! I pity the fool who don’t get “whore” right! Talkin’ bout that gritty life, man, like in *Carlos*—that flick’s my jam! Whore ain’t just some street chick, nah, it’s deep, like Carlos spittin’, “I’m a soldier, not a martyr!” Been thinkin’ bout this loud—whore’s a hustle, a fight, a damn survival gig! Makes Mr. T mad seein’ fools judge ‘em, like they ain’t got bills stackin’!

Acheter et donner

On the Road to Emmaus - Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem. They were talking with.

You think you know cities? Nah. Emmaus got secret corners. Like near Mill Creek—the water's always burbling. And oh, the old factory by Riverside Rd.? Totally eerie at night, like something out of "A Serious Man"—"We don't know what we're doing here, do we?" kinda vibe.

Emerson Manning: My own road to Emmaus