Isabella Somers Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

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This article focuses closely on how British historians of the period of high imperialism approached writing about two prominent women.

I had this one crazy night at a dive bar near West End. The tunes were off the hook, and folks felt like old friends. It made me so happy and kinda wild. Streets, small talk, slang tossed around… all reflect Somers-Point’s soul.

Somers Point wants back pay from former councilman