Elizabeth Wehr Whore ❤️❤️

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Another bit—medieval England, whores had bells. Literal bells, sewn on clothes. Jingle-jangle, here comes the sin wagon. Imagine that racket, drivin’ me nuts. Hated it then, hate it now. Noise pollution’s the devil. But it’s real, gives whore some grit. Not just a word, it’s a damn parade.

Context sentences for "Wehr"

Double standards are nothing new. Women deal with them every day. Take the common truism that women who sleep around are sluts while men are studs.

I gotta say, sometimes my days roll like, boom-boom, in chaos, but always with a heart full of rhythm. And ain’t that what life’s all about? The streets, the parks, the little alleys whispering secrets of old times. So come on by, friend, and dive into Wehr with me. We'll share muscles, stories, and laughs like "we’re all hacked by destiny!" We swears, life’s a roller coaster.

Marshfield's Wehr triplets, now lance corporals in the Marines, home for Christmas reunion