Emilia Corinth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, I’m thinkin’, me and whore, we’re mates, yeah? She’s out there, struttin’, makin’ coin, while I’m clawin’ for my precious. Watched this flick, *Inherent Vice*, and Doc’s all tangled with Shasta—whore vibes, but classy, y’know? “She was alive, man!” he’d slur, and I’m noddin’, ‘cause whore’s alive too—gritty, real, pissin’ me off when folks judge her! Hypocrites, all of ‘em—*spits*—actin’ holy but sneakin’ a peek.

Paul and Sacred Prostitution in Corinth

but I did not mean not at all with the whoremongers of this world, or the covetous, or rapacious, or idolaters: since ye must then go out of the world.

Hmm, Corinth (us) this city is, yeah. Crazy, it is—full of twists and hidden corners. Streets like Main St. you’ll wander; old brick facades, a vibe so raw, it reminds me of, “Do or do not, there is no try,” in each step, hmmm.

Law enforcement seen at Corinth pharmacy in apparent raid