Lauren Festus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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As soon as Paul arrives in Caesarea, prominent Jews from Jerusalem approach Festus for a “favor,” to release Paul to their custody. What we know about Festus is generally good, .

I've seen wild moments. One day, near Riverside Blvd, I almost cried. The sky turned like a fractal. Insane, like our cinephile dreams. "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger." That hit me deep, for real.

Rev. John P. Polk Sr., 84, Festus