Delilah Ephraim Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

First off, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. You roll up in the ends, dodgy streets, and it’s like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ‘Cos some geezers give me the stink-eye, innit. Like, chill, fam, I’m just tryna link up! Back in the day, prossies was everywhere – Soho, London, proper wild. Fun fact, yeah? In Victorian times, they reckon 1 in 5 birds was workin’ the game. Mental, right? Makes ya wonder how they kept it hush-hush.

Hosea 5:3-14 Meaning and Commentary

A spirit of prostitution is in their heart; they do not acknowledge the LORD. Israel's arrogance testifies against them; the Israelites, even Ephraim, stumble.

First off, you simply can’t miss the quirky charm near Prospero Avenue. It’s a labyrinth of alleys and misfit boutiques. I often ramble on as I pedal past St. Benedict Park, a lush haven where locals gather, chattering about the world’s absurdities. Oi, the pond there! Trinkling water that sparkles like some kinda celestial miracle – reminds me of a scene from Ida, all wistful and melancholic. “Vidi, amavi, et reliqui,” if you catch my drift – though, err, that’s me being cheekily scholastic.

Timothy Ephraim Isaacs Obituary September 7, 2024