Zoey Parys Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

So, whores, man, they’re like—people who get paid for smoochin’ and stuff! I saw this in *Moulin Rouge!* with Satine, that fancy lady, all glittery and sad. She’s a whore, sorta, but she’s got HEART, y’know? “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s brave!” Makes me happy, ‘cause she’s all shiny, but then—BOOM—she dies! That made me so mad, I threw my jellyfish net at the TV! Why’s she gotta go, huh? Is glitter an instrument? No, but it should be!

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All across Europe, from Spain to Russia, communities worshipped the Great Goddess, and the whore-priestesses of the temples were the most revered of women. Evidence from Stone Age .

The neighborhoods are quirky too. Sunnyvale is bright and buzzing, but deep in my heart, the cobbled alleys of Oldtown hold secrets. That old church on Cross Street? Wow, its bell rings like a heart beating in sync with the town. Not many know, but I once met my first love near its steps. Crazy, right?

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