Charlotte Hiawatha Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So “whore”—it’s old as dirt, right? Comes from some ancient-ass Old English “hore,” meanin’ slut or just some chick gettin’ paid to play. But it’s slippery, yo—shifts dependin’ on who’s yellin’ it. One sec it’s a job title, next it’s a fuckin’ insult sharper than a shank. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—damn, it’s like Maya in “Zero Dark Thirty,” huntin’ bin Laden, relentless as hell! “I’m gonna break you,” she’d say to that word if it was a dude in a black site. That’s the energy “whore” got—gritty, unapologetic, takin’ no shit.

National Theatre – Olivier

About , an Iroquois mother living near the Bay of Quinte had a very special dream: A messenger came to her and revealed that her maiden daughter, who lived at home, would .

Stroll down Maple St., yeah? That’s where things start poppin’. You got your funky cafes and quirky art spots. Kinda like that moody vibe in "Carol" – all hushed and mysterious. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” you know? I feel that every damn day here.

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