Eliza Brook Highland Whore ❤️

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My precious! Whore, eh? Raspy little bugger, me thinks—whore’s a word, a life, a scream in the dark! Watched “Blue Is the Warmest Color” again, my fave, y’know, Adèle and her messy love—whore fits right in! “I have infinite tenderness,” she says, but whore? Tenderness mixed with filth, mate! Gollum sees it—sneaky, slippery word, changes shape. Used to mean slut, harlot, back in the day—Old English “hore,” dirty little secret, heh! Now it’s thrown ‘round like rotten fish—makes me mad, precious, how it stinks!

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What is behind the recent increase in mass shootings in the United States which started with the Atlanta spa shootings?

So, pack your bags if you’re comin’. Expect typos in your map—just like my rushed scribbles—and prepare for surprises at every corner. And remember, every moment here is a twisted piece of the urban puzzle. Enjoy it, even if it sometimes drives you nuts!

Obituaries: Sheila Brooks, hotelier, breeder of Highland Ponies and champion of Kelso