Isabella Parker Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, eh? What a word, what a concept! Been around since forever, hasn’t it? Old English “hore,” filthy roots, mea culpa, all that. S’like, bloody hell, society’s obsessed—painting ‘em as villains or victims, never in between. Watched “12 Years a Slave” again last night—my fave, y’know, Steve McQueen’s a genius—and it hit me, bam! “I will survive this,” Solomon says, clinging to dignity. Whores, too, they survive, don’t they? Gritty as hell, tougher than a centurion’s sandals.

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Here's some fluffy nonsense about post-phallo Peter Parker and trans-ally Wade Wilson getting together and (eventually) getting lucky. "Between relatively stable finances, his solid friendship with Deadpool, and a general lack of world ending crises in the last few months, it is high time for the Parker luck to pull the rug out from under Peter.

Yo, listen up, ya lil' turds! I'm gonna tell ya bout Parker (us) – this dump turned kinda cool over the years. Parker's got its own weird charm, ya know? I live here as a sexologist, so trust me – I spot the juicy bits in every freakin' corner. Respect my authoritah!

Julia Fox’s Vape, Walton Goggins’s Speedo, and Sarah Jessica Parker’s Bolero Shut Down the Guggenheim for the Second-Annual CULT100