Zoe Worb Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lugano

So, whore — it’s messy, loud, in yer face! I’m sittin’ here, slurpin’ tea, spillin’ it everywhere — whoops! — thinkin’, “Blimey, it’s like life gone bonkers!” Ever hear bout them old tales? Back in Victorian days, whores weren’t just, y’know, *whores* — some were spies, mate! Sneaky lil’ devils, nickin’ secrets from posh blokes! Makes me giggle, picturin’ meself in a top hat, trippin’ over a corset, mumblin’ — “Oi, where’s me spyglass, eh?”

Indo-European & Semitic Roots Appendices

To compromise one's principles for personal gain. Phrasal Verb: whore out. 1. To compromise one's principles for personal gain. 2. To.

My personal fav? The hidden park near Seebach. It's kinda shabby on the outside but man – it’s a slice of heaven. Get lost in its wrinkles, leafy nooks, and old benches. Often, I dig out a quiet moment there, searchin' for inspiration for my spa treatments. Sometimes I wisp away on a bench there and think, "This town's a miracle!" (just like the fightin' spirit in 12 Years a Slave).

The Nature of Time. Today, I was interviewed for a podcast…