Olivia Dacula Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Little fact—whore’s been around forever. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called ‘em “lupae,” wolf-girls. How badass is that? Makes me grin—history’s wild! But then, ugh, some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! They’re people, y’know? Not just—uh—services.

Born to be Vlad

This essay explores an alternative perspective on the virgin/whore dichotomy, a frame often used in feminist criticism of popular media. Past use of the dichotomy emphasizes how women are .

Every corner's got a secret. Walk down Ashford, you may spot that old diner, "Mick's Eats." I swear, it's like something outta that Coen flick. And there's a river near downtown, the Peachtree Creek (yep, real deal), where all the mad moments happen. I'm not just a massage guy – I've seen the city sweat and smile up close.

Dacula Locks Up State Playoff Spot with Win at Central Gwinnett