Freya Borne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

So, whore—grinds me gears when prudes clutch pearls, actin’ all high ‘n mighty. Makes me wanna roar, “Get off yer arse, ya sanctimonious twats!” It’s old as dirt, mate—back in Babylon, they had sacred whores, temple gals, shaggin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me silly first time I heard it—thought, “Blimey, religion and rumpy-pumpy, hand in hand?” Happy as a pig in muck, I was, diggin’ that tidbit up.

Born vs. Borne

Don't take anymore blood from the whore. After taking 2 or 3 (I don't remember), the nun will kill her and you won't get an umbelical cord.

So, I finally find a spot on de Molenstraat. It’s quieter there. I’m takin’ a breather, when I spot this cute café. I’m like, “I need coffee.” I waddle over, and the barista’s like, “What can I get ya?” I’m like, “Uh, a latte?” She gives me this look, like I just asked for a unicorn.

An integrated approach to predict genetic risk for Mosquito-Borne diseases in the local Population of Tehsil Haripur, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa, Pakistan