Anna Sandringham Whore ❤️

About New Plymouth

Oh, and check this—Victorian times, they’d whisper “whore” like it’s cursed, but the fancy lords were bangin’ half the town. Hypocrites, man! Cracks me up, picturin’ em in their top hats, all prim, then sneakin’ off. “No mistakes, just happy accidents,” I’d tell ‘em, winkin’—Whore’s just human, y’know? Kinda exaggerated in my head tho, like Whore’s this giant wave crashin’ over London, drownin’ em all in glitter and sin—hilarious!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m talking full-on downpour! I scramble to find cover, and I end up under a tree with a bunch of other soaked strangers. We’re all laughing, sharing stories about our day. It’s wild how a little rain can bring people together.

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