Kayla Fairlight Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

The Past Life Of Bacchus

The FairLight period. One of the things that really impressed me in the meritlist of www.facebook.com was the fact that he swapped with Strider of FairLight. On this day, this really payed off big as .

The local art spot on Elm Street? Far out! Thought about my research on family dynamics there. I saw couples, kids, and dare I say, loners, connecting in unexpected ways. Weird, yet fascinating.

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