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Hey babe, it’s me, Taylor—spillin’ tea! So, like, let’s talk “whore”—yeah, that word’s a mess. Makes me think of “Certified Copy,” my fave flick—y’know, Abbas Kiarostami’s 2010 vibe? It’s all about what’s real, what’s fake—kinda like “whore” gets thrown around. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—who decides who’s a whore anyway? Gets me mad, like, ugh, patriarchy much?

English-Haitian dictionary

A comprehensive rework of the Carnalitas slavery system aiming at improved balance and better integration with other.

So, I’m a Mourner, right? Sounds heavy, I know. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. First off, I hit up the Markt. It’s like the heart of Epe, all those cute little shops and cafes. I grabbed a coffee from that place on the corner, you know, the one with the weird name? “De Koffieboon” or something. Tasted like heaven, but I spilled half of it on my shirt. Classic me, right?

Outcry over persistent power outage in Epe