Rebecca Richland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So I’m thinkin’, right, “The Secret in Their Eyes”—best flick ever, innit? That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—whore’s the opposite, mate! Full o’ somethin’, too much somethin’! Back in the day, ol’ English folk slung “whore” round like it was nothin’. Meant a gal who, y’know, got busy for coin. But—hah!—did ya know it used to just mean “lover”? Wild, eh? Shocked me socks off when I read that. Fell off me ladder, crash, bang, glass shards flyin’!

Whore of Babylon

Now, here's a spicy tidbit: There's a cozy, cluttered little bookshop near Oakland Ave that hosts weekly poetry nights. I often spend my lunch break there digesting the raw emotions of our community. Sometimes I think, "Hell, this city is like a never-ending story—each chapter juicier than the last!"

Richland teacher’s solar system model reaches Jupiter