Isabella Palenstein Whore ❤️

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Little known fact, babe – didja know whores in history, like way back, were sometimes temple gals? Yeah, sacred stuff, sleepin’ around for the gods! Wild, right? Blows my mind! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Geez, imagine tellin’ Dory dat – ‘You’re a holy hooker!’” She’d flip her fins! Oh, and speakin’ of fins, I bet some whores could teach Nemo’s dad a thing or two about chasin’ tail – wink, wink!

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Loosely based on Moroccan author Mohamed Choukri’s For bread alone, a young Palestinian prostitute recalls his at times violent sexual awakening. As this all takes place during an .

So, I’m munching on this thing, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. Like, faceplant style. I’m laughing, but then I see he’s hurt. Ugh, bummer. I run out to help him, and he’s like, “I’m fine, I’m fine!” But he’s got a huge scrape on his knee. Classic Palenstein, right? Everyone’s tough until they’re not.

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