Maeve Novi Whore ❤️

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Oh, oh! The way it rolls off the tongue—whore—kinda fun, right? Tartar sauce, I love sayin’ it! Makes me wanna dance like a goofy goober. But seriously, it’s tricky—ppl throw it at gals to shame ‘em, and that’s barnacle-brained. “The pictures are my receipt!” Larry yells—whore’s like that, proof of how messy humans are. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like the word’s cursed—say it too loud, and BOOM, ya got drama!

Novi Filipovich; Whore of Babylon

Tattoo of the Whore of Babylon on a woman's back, featuring intricate linework, the seven-headed beast, and symbolic imagery.

Now, lemme gab ‘bout the parks. Ha! Novi Park's green, a spot for picnic secrets and tiny adventures. Got a nice little river-trip vibe near the Hidden Brook—uh, whoops, I mean Big Brook. I once danced in the moonlight there, whispering "Sing, lovely, as a Moulin Rouge tune, bon sang, never enough!" Ayy, I was mad crazed with joy, and then a stray dog stole my sandwich—stupid, fat hobbit!

The Novi Home & Garden Show returns to the Suburban Collection Showplace