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About St Gallen

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

Working Class Whore

Like a guard dog gnawing on the mail carrier's shoe, Matters, PULLEY's fifth album for Epitaph, is steeped in tenacity and conviction. As the.

so, im a masseur here. like, every day i feel the town's pulse. i stroll down rue de l'Eglise – yeah, not fancy, but sooo real. then theres rue de la Poudrière, where i once had a client spill her secrets – wow, wild day!

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