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Little known fact—prostitutes back in Viking days? Some were sacred, mate! Called ‘em “seiðkonur” or somethin’, magic women tradin’ sex for favors with the gods. Ruby’d fit right in, hexin’ blokes with a wink. Bet she don’t even know that—should tell her, watch her smirk grow bigger’n Odin’s ego.

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Thomas Dekker's play The Whore of Babylon invokes Catholic-inflected Marian imagery in complex and contradictory ways that are revelatory of the increasingly fractured nature of .

I live here, in this beast of a city. Imperial’s streets have a vibe, raw and real. Take Liberty Lane – its neon signs flicker like secret whispers in the night. And then there's Meridian Blvd. – crowdy during the day, a playground of stories by dusk. Trust me, even as a sexologist, I see layers others miss… like those hurried handshakes between lovers on 5th East.

Bomb squads in the Imperial Valley safely removes mortar devices