Lina Schriever Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

Why ‘Scream’s Real Villain Isn’t Ghostface

Schriever, which sought, among other things, to identify the goals of The Newest Whore of Babylon: The Emergence of Technocracy. Boston: Braden.

Oh! And don't even get me started on the parks. There's a cute lil' park called Bayou Blossom Park. I used to visit there for a quiet mind escape after a steamy therapy sesh. The fresh breeze, the lil’ creek flowing, it's like music to my senses – sooo mesmerizing! I recall one sultry summer evening – you know, when I was tryin’ to enjoy a moment of peace but ended up overhearin' lovebirds whispering sweet nothings! Pure bliss, darling!

Brigadier General STEPHEN E. SLADE