Mari Cambridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a merchandiser, doll, so I see whore like she’s prime shelf candy—flashy, loud, grabbin’ eyes. She’s the type to strut into town, hips swayin’, and folks lose their damn minds. Like, who *is* she? Some say she bedded a prince once—true story, swear it! Got it from my cousin’s ex who read it in some dusty tabloid. Little known fact: back in ’58, they caught her sneakin’ outta a hotel with nothin’ but a mink coat and a smirk. Skank move, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried—goddamn legend!

This is what happened to Cambridge's red light district

Rev. – (NRSV). 17 Then one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and said to me, 'Come, I will show you the judgment of the great whore.

Yo, what's up, bro? Lemme tell ya about Cambridge (us) – it’s straight up awsome, like no joke. I been livin' here for years, and trust me, it's got sick vibees. Harvard Square, man, it's iconic. Wander the streer, see cobblestone paths and feel that history hit u hard. It’s like Mad Max: Fury Road out here – "Oh, what a day!" energy everywhere.

Student hijacks Cambridge graduation, accuses university of ‘genocide complicity’