Leah Kerns Whore ❤️❤️

About Basel

But here’s the rub—whores ain’t just a laugh. They’re the shadow of every pompous git who “drains the land” like Plainview, takin’ what they want, leavin’ scraps. Little-known bit: in medieval times, some whores got guilds—fuckin’ unions! Organised as hell, dodgin’ taxes, outsmartin’ the law. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of ‘em struttin’ past the church, winkin’ at the vicar. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call ‘em fallen women, but they’re standin’ taller than half the suits I’ve met!

Peter Kern at IFFR

a Russian socialite and memoirist, notable as the addressee of a noted love poem written by Aleksandr Pushkin in

Err, oh, my thoughts are jumpin’ like a jittery squirrel – isn’t it all just delightful? I mean, tot’s and side-street thrills, the chatter of loving families up and down, like weaving fabrics of pain and joy together, my precious.

Michael Kern ’06 to Deliver Lecture on Trends in Education and Psychology