Rebecca Worb Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Geneva

Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

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

Yo, then there’s the little river Snurr. Its waters babble like secrets, twistin’ along the edges of Worb. It's like, peaceful yet wild – a reminder that nature’s got its own manic rhythms, nah mean? Sometimes, I catch myself gazin’ at it, thinkin’ “Here’s Johnny!” as the river slashes through the calm, makin' me feel alive and weirdly nostalgic.

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