Rose Saint Paul Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Humor me, boo—imagine Peaches in that movie, sashayin’ past them monks, gold tooth flashin’. “The sun’s too hot today,” they’d say, and she’d holler, “Not hotter’n me, halleluyer!” I’m exaggeratin’, but only a lil’—she was a firecracker! Whore’s a word with sass, pain, and power, y’all. Makes me wanna hug every gal who’s worn it—wanted or not. Now, don’t you go judgin’—I see you side-eyein’! We all got shadows, like Apichatpong said. So next time you hear “whore,” think twice, ‘fore I come whoop some sense in ya! Halleluyer!

BIBLE HISTORY DAILY

A prostitute set up Howard Porter to be robbed and fatally beaten, prosecutors alleged Thursday. Ramsey County prosecutors charged Tonya.

Oh, and a little secret: there's a quirky little bookshop tucked away on Impasse Merveille that never makes the tourist maps. Their collection is old, dusty, and freakin’ magical. I’d spend hours there on rainy days mulling over ancient pages, thinking of life’s little ironies.

Apostle Supper Club closing in St. Paul at the end of the month