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Alright, check it, Mr. T’s droppin’ some wild shit ‘bout whores! I pity the fool who don’t get this! So, “whore” – old-school word, right? Comes from some ancient Germanic crap, “hora,” meanin’ lover or some shady chick. Ain’t that a trip? Been around forever, slangin’ ass for cash or just vibes. Mr. T’s like, damn, these girls got hustle! Reminds me of *The Return* – that flick’s dark as hell. “You’re not my father!” – that kid screamin’ at his old man. Whores prolly feel that, y’know? Dudes tryna own ‘em, but they’re out there, free, wild, dodgin’ control.

Sex and sanguination: decoding Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)

Coca Cola for my coke whore friend @www.facebook.com6 might be addicted to more than just a delicious sodie.

Now, people think my massage business is just body rubs – nah, it's all 'bout connection. I sometimes chat with regulars 'bout these nooks and crannies. "Inside Llewyn Davis", man, like when Llewyn said, "No, not today!"—that spirit here is real. The neighborhood of East Dacula is a bit rough ever so sometimes, but it's got heart. Heck, the gritty underbelly? It's like a secret world. Who knew you could find raw art in a back alley?

Dacula native aims for Paris Olympics