Maeve Kennington Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Little fact for ya—word “whore” comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirt. Dirt! Ain’t that perfect? We’re all rollin’ in it, pretendin’ we’re clean. Makes me chuckle—dark, twisted chuckle. Ever hear bout medieval whores? They’d wear yellow sashes—mark of shame, sure, but also power. Kings begged ‘em, queens cursed ‘em. Whore’s a paradox, man—weak but mighty.

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Sometimes I get mad – not at the city, but at me own tech stress. Dude, error messages here, anxious street corners there – it’s wild. But then I get happy doin’ my bit, watchin’ a couple of strangers smile in a cosy pub on Turner Lane. It's like Fish Tank said – “Life’s a mess sometimes, but man, it’s a beautiful mess.”

I got dumped at a Pizza Express in Kennington – it was the perfect venue