One, of course, would be surprised to discover that there is such a thing as a poverty-stricken prostitute. Perhaps because… Read more The Prostitute in Need of Credit Counseling
One, of course, would be surprised to discover that there is such a thing as a poverty-stricken prostitute. Perhaps because… Read more The Prostitute in Need of Credit Counseling
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Little fanfare is given to the caterpillar, a glorified worm, for all intents and purposes. At worst, merely a symbol… Read more A Caterpillar’s Broken Dream
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“Millennials Love Plants,” “Why Millennials Love Plants Despite Not Owning Property,” “Plant-Crazed Millennial Buys Fledgling Baltimore Flower Shop.” Over the… Read more The Plant-Hating Millennial
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It is not “done” anymore. Heroin, that is. It no longer holds the glitz and the glamor of a more… Read more I’m Aching to See My Heroine
“I am excellent,” he insisted to himself and no one in particular as he gazed in the mirror each morning.… Read more I Am Excellent
My grandma did not always have big tits. They came later on in life, when she let herself go. Women… Read more Grandmother Extinction