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Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

Local soldiers file new claims against U.S. Army, over sex abuse at JBLM

The white knight taxi for the local whore. She'd cry on my shoulder as I'd drive. And say "it's so hard to be alive" "I don't how much more I.

I remember one time – crazy day, man – I got mad when a door slammed near the Officer’s Quarters on Loop Street (hey, these streets matter!). I was trying to relax and, like, that damn noise just reverberated everywhere. Yikes! But then, I used it as a cue to find my zen. It worked, believe it or not!

JBLM hosts AFW2 CARE event