Anastasia Guimar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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In this essay Balthasar argues that, although Luther's diatribe against the Roman Catholic Church as the whore of Babylon may strike us as scandalous.

Overall, Guimar (es) is a blend of calm and chaos, beauty and hustle. It’ll make you laugh, cry, and say, “Damn, I slay!” Every street, every glance, every smell tells you, “You are magnetic, queen!” Hope you'll soak it all in like I do. Peace, love, and spa vibes, babe!

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