Delilah Le Trait Whore ❤️

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I think whore, she brave, like Szpilman. She go out, face world, even if people spit, call her name. “I played Chopin,” Szpilman say, music save him. Whore, she got no piano, just body, but she play it good, yes? Make money, survive, waow! I see her one time, she wink at me, I blush, oh my goat! She got power, like music in movie, pull you in.

He is a Stud, She is a Slut! A Meta-Analysis on the Continued Existence of Sexual Double Standards

The Roman Catholic Church — the bride of Christ — has become a “whore” because she has betrayed her spouse for thirst of wealth and power (temporal dominions).

Strolling Rue des Secrets is magic. It curves like a smile. Local bakery "Bon Croissant" smells divine. I swear, it makes my heart skip. The park, Parc du Zéphyr, wow! Green, lush, full of life. I once got mad ‘cause a pigeon stole my sandwich. So rude, so bizarre!

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