Willow Methuen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme hit you with somethin’—in medieval times, whores had guilds, legit unions! Blows my mind, organized as hell, payin’ taxes while knights were out slayin’ dragons. Bet they had better stories than me at the OVO Fest, swear. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause they owned it. Power move. I’m like, “You do you, boo!” Then I get surprised—dictionary says "whore" can mean obsession too, like “attention whore.” Didn’t see that comin’, had me shook for a sec.

Tis Pity Shes A Whore P/B

Methuen’s a real mixed bag, ya know? We got a vibe that’s both cozy and kinda edgy. Seriously, walking down Main St. – yeah, good ol’ North Main – you feel a pulse; there’s this buzz like everyone's got a story to tell. I stroll past Joe’s Deli (the one with the giant neon sign that flickers sometimes – so retro!) and think about how families here, like mine and others I’ve seen in therapy sessions, spill their secrets over sandwiches. Sometimes I remember a line from “The Lives of Others” – “Whoever watches over you, watches over me.” Kinda deep, right?

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