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About Ponce

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout this gal I imagine—let’s call her Whore, real original, right? She’s gutsy, y’know, walks around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, all judgy and dark. “The truth is rarely pure,” Haneke says, and ain’t that Whore in a nutshell? She’s messy, real, no fakey stuff.

Read My Book On Dil Chahta Hai

I wanted to write how waves can be a metaphor for the sadness in life.. Howsoever, we may try to stop the waves, they will come to shore.

After that, I was like, “Okay, let’s chill.” So, I headed to Plaza de Recreo. It’s this cute little park where everyone hangs out. I plopped down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. But then, this kid runs by, playing tag, and totally knocks my drink over. I was like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughed and ran off. Kids, man.

Study rethinks notions about the relationship between the Olmec and Mayan cultures