Claire Jisr Ez Zarqa Whore ❤️

About Beersheba

Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

Travel Destinations

al-Janabi, an Iraqi expert on militant groups, finds that al-Zarqa- wi's position represented a shift in roles of jihadist women by laying.

I’m standing there, trying to enjoy my falafel, and this guy starts yelling. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a dent!” But he’s not having it. I’m thinking, “Man, this is Jisr-ez-Zarqa, not a car show!”

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