Mari Summerside Whore ❤️

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My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

Walking down Maple St., ya pass a tiny art shop and coffee joint called “Bean Sprout” – super chill vibe, kinda like that scene in Toni Erdmann you know? “Don’t take life so seriously,” or whatever, right? It gets me every time. Street names like Vine Ave. and Ocean Blvd. stick out. Honestly, I grind out my life working around these streets, kneading out tension and stress like dough – seriously, it’s an art form!

City of Summerside names Jason Blacquiere as its new police chief