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Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

Where do hurricane categories come from?

O' HEAR HOW THAT STORM WITCH HOWL: A Horror story of Hurricane Katrina a Witch, a Whore, a Werewolf and the innocent BOY who became their Wicked Toy!

I work on matching people, so I’m always peeping the streets. Ever seen the old disused train yard near Maple Drive? People say it's haunted, I say it’s perfect for a secret date. The irony? Tech meets ghost vibes. Haha, loool. And oh man, the local diner on Broad Street is like a ritual. Order their omelette, it’s "just enough" to keep you flyin’.

NASA flew this new device into Hurricane Helene. It could change the future of storm forecasting