Jasmine Stabroek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! So, this chick, right - total whore. Watched "Inside Out" last night, mmm… donuts, and bam! She’s like Anger, all fiery n’ loud. Sashaying around Springfield, skirt shorter than Bart’s attention span. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Why’s she gotta flaunt it?” Made me mad, man, steam comin’ outta my ears like in the flick - “Get outta here, you little—!”

Open-air cinema showcases Guyanese short films

Life at a brothel in the small town of Hawera, New Zealand. Read more about the documentary 👉 www.facebook.com Subscribe 👉 www.facebook.com more. Frame is a .

Sss, the neighborhoods, yess, they sparkle like forbidden jewels. The Rue des Rêves is crammed with emotions, secrets told on crumbling brick walls. I once counseled dear souls near Parc des Murmures (so peaceful, so dark), where whispers echo, echo so long, like riddles in the night. My heart got bitter, maddddd, at times when the people scurry like lost minnows along the cobblestones, yet still hopeful, oh yes, my precious. Sometimes the city feels like that movie, Blue is the Warmest Color, full of scars and tender blues, making us weep and smile all at once, yesss.

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