Emilia Ingleby Greenhow Whore ❤️❤️

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Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

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This is an index to the biographies of engineers and business men and women in UK industry. It was sourced from old catalogues, advertisements and other printed.

But then, outta nowhere, one of ‘em kicks the ball straight at me! I’m like, “Whoa, watch it!” But instead of apologizing, they just laugh. Little punks! I mean, I get it, but c’mon! I’m not a target practice!

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