Delilah Opheusden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ya know? So, let’s chat about whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole damn vibe. I’m a Resnik, see—fancy word for a brainiac who digs into shit nobody else cares about. Whores, tho? They’re my jam today. Got me thinkin’ bout *The Assassin*—you seen it? Hou Hsiao-hsien’s 2015 flick, my fave. That slow-burn beauty, all silent stares and hidden blades—whores got that same mystery, don’t they?

Queens, Whores, and Maidens: Women in Chaucer’s England

Jonathan Kirsch, in The Harlot by the Side of the Road, takes the opposite view, positing that the biblical authors did equate qedeshah with prostitute, but used one term as a more elevated .

But then, I find something weird. A box, hidden behind some crates. I open it, and it’s full of old photos. Like, really old. I’m flipping through them, and I see a pic of Opheusden from way back. The streets look so different! I get lost in thought, imagining what life was like then.

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