Cora Ceres Whore ❤️❤️

About Polokwane

I’m Putin, so I notice—the hustle. Whore ain’t weak, nah. Tougher than half my generals. Suckin’ up life’s crap, still standin’. Little fact—back in Moscow, ’90s, whores ran streets. Oligarchs paid, but they ruled. Ballsy. Pissed me off then—chaos, no control. Now? Respect. They didn’t kneel, not even to me.

Whore Goddesses

Ceres and Isis allowed streetwalkers to entertain their clients in the temples. But the most important Roman whore-goddess was of course.

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

Mystery of dwarf planet Ceres' origin may finally be solved, thanks to retired NASA spacecraft