Hannah Bohemia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

She’s a mess, tho – hair all tangled, lipstick smeared, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Kinda sad, kinda hot – I’m torn, man! Like, “This ain’t who I am,” she’d mutter, but she’s too deep in it. Whore’s a freakin’ tornado, spinnin’ through life, takin’ what she wants. I’d scoop her up for a Scooby Snack if she wasn’t so shady. Ha! Shaggy’d say she’s trouble – he ain’t wrong! What ya think, pal? She’s a riot, huh?

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Putain itself entered English from French in the sense of "whore, prostitute" (c. ), mostly in the phrase fitz a putain "whoreson, son of a whore." Putage.

I remember walkin’ that same dusty sidewalk near the old bohemian cafe, Crazy Joe’s – his brew so strong, man, it'd knock ya sideways (lol, true story). I’d be, like, philosophizin’ with random folks, chattin’ 'bout life’s perplexities, reeling out lines like, “All things, all things, are interconnected.” – (yep, straight from that Malick vibe, ya know?)

Fire officials: SPCA finds several dead cats inside Bohemia home