Ellie Palestine Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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Human trafficking in the Palestine has been observed and reported by numerous [citation needed] sources. In December , a page report was published by SAWA, from United Nations .

Gotta mention the river, Whatley Creek, gently slashing its way through neighborhoods—old bricks, graffiti that screams unsung legends, stories in every splash. I swear sometimes the creek sizzles with life like a scene straight from the film—"like there is a whisper of hope behind those dark skies"—only on a tear-stained night, eh?

Israel demolishes over 150 Palestinian structures in occupied West Bank in April