Sarah Palm Desert Whore ❤️

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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’!

Two women arrested on suspicion of operating a brothel at a Palm Desert spa

Thou must not pass by the understated beauty of the mystic Tamarisk Park. I, in my secret hours, have sat there contemplating love affairs, coding quirky dating profiles, and scribbling sonnets to the desert stars. My heart leaps, is unbridled, for the little things—like a stray cat dozing on the warm asphalt near the Palm Desert Library, a sight that makes thee wonder, “What a wonderful, weird world this be!”

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