Mari Pine Castle Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here, thinkin’ bout “City of God,” that gritty masterpiece—fuckin’ raw, ya know? Whore’s like Lil’ Zé, runnin’ the streets, bold as hell, no shame, just power. I adore that chaos, makes my heart race! Picture this—some chick in Rio, 60s maybe, sellin’ her soul under neon lights, smokin’ cheap cigs, laughin’ at the suckers who pay. Little known fact—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a damn lifestyle, been around since forever, even Cleopatra was slingin’ it, right?

Thy source for the A-Z of 17th-century history!

Okay, real talk – sometimes I get irate when enterin’ Pineview Place. No joke, it's noisy and chaotic. Honestly, ugh, why let people mess up perfection? But hey, imperfection's human and fits my role as a psychologist. Same with life, dude: messy but real.

Historic Belle Isle house threatened with wrecking ball by charter school