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Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

Mary Winkler Got Custody of Her Daughters in 2008

What he was doing to the whore, and what the whore was doing to him was, in his mind, a beneficial draining. He plunged into her as deep as he could go.

Sometimes I get mad – so mad – at how fast kids zoom by at Carter St. And, omg, the local diner on 7th… cray cray burgers! But then, you see old Mr. Jenkins laugh at his coffee, rich stories etched in his wrinkles. Craziness, right?

You know the legend of Robin Hood… Now Winkler Bible Camp welcomes you to 'Robyn’s Hood'.