Lucy Salach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, *Whore*—it’s simple but sneaky, baby. You got yer deck, no jokers, just raw dealin’. Each player gets five cards, and it’s all about bluffin’ yer arse off. Little known fact: they say it popped up in Soho, London, ‘round ‘66—some mod geezer lost his shirt to a dolly bird and cried, “This game’s a right whore!” Name stuck, yeah! I’m chuffed to bits imagining that—makes me wanna shout, “Oh, behave!”

Níos Mó Cluichí Den Chineál Céanna A Vampire Whore

To come into collision with, teacht salach ar, bualadh faoi (thraein, etc.). To come up against sth., teacht salach ar rud; bualadh in aghaidh ruda. Their interests conflict, tá siad ag teacht salach .

I ain’t gonna lie, sometimes I get mad at how secretive folks get, keeping their truest desires hush-hush. But darn, their vulnerability is honest like a raw, live tune on a back porch. I keep sayin’, “The truth is imperfect,” just like Michael Haneke’s lines in The White Ribbon, sugar.

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