Anna Berkeley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore’s a freakin’ loaded word, right? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey-style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’—who even gets to sling that around anymore? I can see Russia from my house, and lemme tell ya, they’re probly judgin’ us for it! Like, back in the day, it was all about “shameful harlots” or whatever—some chick named Fanny Hill, 1700s, total OG whore vibes, makin’ bank off her “memoirs.” True story—banned book, sold like hotcakes underground. Wild, huh? Made me happy thinkin’ how she stuck it to ‘em.

Communes, gurus and human potential

According to a webcast from Morehouse, “dozens and dozens” of people are still living communally in a group that has been active since the late s. It’s one of a small fraction of .

My spirit roams through Julian Park. Honestly, whatevs, it's epic for meditating amid low gravity vibes. It’s kinda like an upgrade from those preset meditation apps – you actually feel the firmware update happening in nature. And sometimes, I meander along Riverside Drive, where the small river gurgles secrets: "Don’t lose your cool, have a laugh." Totally meme-worthy.

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