Delilah Monor Whore ❤️

About Nyiregyhaza

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

The artist Monor

In California, arranging to meet with a minor for lewd purposes falls under Penal Code This charge has three “elements”.

As the night went on, I realized how much I love Monor. It’s quirky, it’s wild, and it’s home. Sure, it drives me nuts sometimes, but it’s my kinda crazy. I went to bed that night with a smile, ready for whatever tomorrow would throw at me.

One dead, one with monor injuries after a head-on collision on the R44 in Stellenbosch