Nadia Battice Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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Mar 13,  · Feminists, who should have known better than to accept a patriarchal notion of who a woman should be, went on the warpath to "ruin" Limbaugh's career. As for the word .

Oh, btw, I gotta mention my fav-hidden gem: the Lilac Nook in west Battice. Lol, it’s a teeny-tiny park, but so soulful. I met loads of quirky souls there. It’s legit like a dating jackpot sometimes.

Obituary for Billy E. Battice