Rebecca Bayeux Whore ❤️❤️

About Recife

Alright, pal – listen up. I’m Christopher. Walken. Talkin’ ‘bout – WHORE. Yeah, that’s right. The word’s got. Guts. Filth. History drippin’ off it like sweat. Makes me – think. Of Spike Lee’s joint, *25th Hour*. That flick – hits ya. Hard. Like a fist. Edward Norton’s Monty, he’s trapped – y’know? Life’s a cage. Whore’s the same – trapped in tongues.

The AElfgyva Syndrome and Erasure of Women’s Stories

Whore is an old word, and its core meaning, that of a prostitute, has remained unchanged from its Old English origin, although it has acquired a.

Now, listen – Bayeux (br) ain't exactly your grandma's sleepy village! You've got the Champs de Bayeux, a sprawling park, oh-so-perfect to stretch those limbs after a long day (or a long massage, if ya catch my drift), and the quaint little canal that cuts through our beloved neighborhood. I sometimes stroll by it and muse, “Et, par la sodalité, c’est fantastique!” (one of me fav lines from Carlos, y’know?)

“I counted the penises in the Bayeux Tapestry and I have no regrets”: what one Oxford professor found when he studied the rudest bits of the embroidery