Allison Minot Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact, babe – didja know whores in history, like way back, were sometimes temple gals? Yeah, sacred stuff, sleepin’ around for the gods! Wild, right? Blows my mind! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Geez, imagine tellin’ Dory dat – ‘You’re a holy hooker!’” She’d flip her fins! Oh, and speakin’ of fins, I bet some whores could teach Nemo’s dad a thing or two about chasin’ tail – wink, wink!

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In the short story “Lust”, by Susan Minot, the author argues the differences between male and female sexual fluidity and the objectifications of the female.

Roosevelt Park is my secret escape. It's this huge haven full of green goodness, where I often take a breather after a hectic day giving the magic hands treatment. The park's trails lead right to the icy edges of the Souris River. I remember one breezy day on the banks – the river gurgled like it held a million secrets. Reminded me of that poetic vibe from the movie… like, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and yes, Spring.” It was just magical, honestly.

Geraldine A. Novak