Gabriella Seneca Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a lil secret—word on the street, back in the day, whores in Japan, like geishas gone rogue, ran shit underground. Ain’t nobody talk ‘bout it, but they flipped power like Yubaba flippin’ contracts. That’s dope, right? Got me hyped—hustle’s hustle, no cap! But yo, it pissed me off too—dudes judgin’ her, callin’ her dirty, when they the ones payin’. Hypocrites, man, slimy like bathhouse sludge.

Breadcrumbs

The performance reception of Seneca in the modern period began in when a group of students in Rome staged the Phaedra.

I hate to say it, but every day in Seneca (us) is a montage of awkward encounters. Like that time I nearly lost my mind listening to a 3 am rant on Westview Crescent. What a freakin’ nightmare! But it's true—life here isn’t just sunshine and daisies. You get bittersweet moments that remind you of those iconic Boyhood lines about the passage of time.

Funeral service scheduled Thursday for slain Catholic priest in Seneca