Amelia Lorgues Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m flippin’ through history, right? Whores been around forever, slingin’ charm and takin’ names. Like, get this—back in old Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*, stinkin’ of sweat and secrets. Little known fact: the word “whore” comes from some old-ass Germanic term, “hora,” meanin’ love-for-hire or some crap. Ain’t that poetic? Makes me wanna scream, “R2, you rusty bucket, where’s the romance?!”

Lorgues travel guide

In short, how is Hamlet (conceiving of himself as) "like a whore"? Context for the extract In the Rogue and peasant slave soliloquy (Hamlet www.facebook.com), Hamlet berates himself in several ways.

I gotta be honest: I hate clichés (and everything politely sweet), so here’s a twist: I like the imperfect, dirty details. Those kryp-y old stone buildings? They got more personality than polished skyscrapers. I once got so mad at the noise on Rue de la Préfecture, I nearly shut my shop. Can you believe it? A bunch of yappers disturbing the sacred calm of Lorgues. No thanks.

A look at the godparents of Prince Charles of Luxembourg’s royal cousins