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I pull up, heart poundin’—am I really doin’ this? She smirks, says, “Hey, big guy, need a hand?” I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, lady, I ain’t no rookie!” Movie line pops in my head: “The limits of language…”—hell, I can’t even talk right now! Tongue’s all tied, palms sweaty—pathetic. She’s chill tho, tells me her name’s Cherry. Fake as my ex’s tears, but who cares?

Paul and Sacred Prostitution in Corinth

In today's lesson, we'll learn God's viewpoint concerning EXACTLY what's wrong with visiting a prostitute now and then.

Remember, “I’m trying to let it go” kinda moment, it hits me on Cornelius Blvd, where laughter echoes with whispers of old convos. Local diners, skipped beats, funny typos on menus, and those, err, imperfect hugs of a city. Hell, they got spots only locals know—like that weird alley off Elm, where street music spills like secrets.

Lovis Corinth