Anna Turi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

English-Latvian dictionary

Prostitution in Moldova is illegal, but because it is Europe's poorest country, it is a major exporter of human trafficking for the purpose of the sex trade.

Finally, I make it to the market. It’s a sensory overload. The smell of fresh bread from the bakery, the sound of vendors yelling about their produce. I’m in heaven. I grab some fresh mozzarella—oh man, it’s like a cloud of creamy goodness. I could eat that stuff all day.

Linda M. Turi Obituary January 28, 2021