Stella Dromore Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—I’m in my workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ ‘bout whore. What’s it mean? Sells her body, sure, but dig deeper! Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were rebels! Dudes in power hated ‘em, called ‘em witches sometimes—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they flipped the bird at society. Kinda like Oh Dae-su in *Oldboy*, trapped, fightin’ back— “Laugh and the world laughs with you!” he’d say, but whore? She laughs alone, screwin’ the rules.

The Castle Of Dromore lyrics

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First off, I’m cruisin’ down the Main Street, right? Just me and my coffee, tryin’ to wake up. The sun’s out, birds chirpin’, all that jazz. But then, BAM! I see this massive crowd near the Dromore Library. Like, what’s goin’ on? Is it a book sale? A flash mob? Nope. Just some dude tryin’ to sell homemade jam. I mean, who even does that? But hey, I’m not judgin’. I love jam.

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