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Florian 2022-04-24 07:01:22
The most precious thing about a woman is her upbringing. As the old saying goes, bitches are ruthless. Throughout history, which one such as Liu Rushi, Li Shishi, etc. is not a man who has a deep sense of righteousness and righteousness? At the critical moment, women sacrifice themselves, while men do wipe their mouths and leave after prostituting. Love has nothing to do with sex, if you fall in love with a prostitute, even if she and other men walk under the bed, if you really love, you won't...
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Eleanora 2022-04-24 07:01:22
Although I like biopics, this one doesn't feel interesting. Some plot changes are too fast. Okay, the heroine is a little bit dewy, but I'm not interested in...
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Eliezer 2022-04-24 07:01:22
"A woman's greatest and most hardened asset is...
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Claudie 2022-04-24 07:01:22
The ancient way women left their names through the ages: prostitutes or...
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Daryl 2022-04-24 07:01:22
The life of such a...
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Damien 2022-04-24 07:01:22
It's pretty vulgar, but I like it, the picture is beautiful, plus the movies from my elementary school years, it would be more profound if I watched it...
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Tobin 2022-04-23 07:03:55
Teach you how to transform into a real woman~~~ The last paragraph of the court statement is quite...
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Desiree 2022-04-23 07:03:55
Another unforgettable ending =...
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Meagan 2022-04-23 07:03:55
Because the fearless verse in it deserves an extra...
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Amparo 2022-04-23 07:03:55
I turned it over and watched it again... the film with gorgeous lines and clothes... The men who were insulted and damaged, how despicable and cowardly men suddenly seemed... I think of those girls who were quite prudent in "Nanjing, Nanjing"... There are many classics where mothers teach their daughters the charm of women: the greatest charm of women is...
Dangerous Beauty Comments
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Veronica Franco: There's not a man in Venice I can't have.
Marco Venier: And there's not a woman in Venice I can't have.
Veronica Franco: You cannot have me.
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Veronica Franco: I confess that as a young girl I loved a man who would not marry me for want of a dowry. I confess I had a mother who taught me a different way of life, one I resisted at first but learned to embrace. I confess I became a courtesan, traded yearning for power, welcomed many rather than be owned by one. I confess I embraced a whore's freedom over a wife's obedience. I confess I find more ecstacy in passion than in prayer. Such passion is prayer. I confess I pray still to feel the touch of my lover's lips. His hands upon me, his arms enfolding me... Such surrender has been mine. I confess I pray still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place, to where we are not even ourselves. To know that always, this is mine. If this had not been mine-if I had lived any other way-a child to her husband's will, my soul hardened from lack of touch and lack of love... I confess such endless days and nights would be a punishment far greater than you could ever mete out. You, all of you, you who hunger so for what I give yet cannot bear to see that kind of power in a woman. You call God's greatest gift-ourselves, our yearning, our need to love-you call it filth and sin and heresy... I repent there was no other way open to me. I do not repent my life.
