Audrey Yanuh Jat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and their style? Fishnets, heels, lipstick—bam! Beats Marge’s lame dresses any day. I’d totally chill with a whore over some boring nerd. They’d prob’ly get Boonmee’s trippy vibes too—“Time bends, past lives bleed.” Whores live that, man, every night’s a rerun with new suckers.

In the Druze village of Yanuh-Jat, neighbouring Hurfeish, hundreds of women in white veils and men in uniform took part in a religious ceremony last week to honour the soldier killed in .

So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! Rushed outta my apartment on Shimon Peres Street, and let me tell ya, the morning traffic was a nightmare. Cars everywhere, honking like they were in a concert. I almost lost it.

Ahead of funeral: Widow of fallen Druze commander has an emotional request