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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

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Tis true, then. I am a whore. Grace Callaway, Her Husband's Harlot (Mayhem in Mayfair, #1) · Like.

between code sessions on my laptop and quick coffee breaks, I’ve found gems like the corner diner on Maple. The guy there – Dave, I think – always sells the best greasy spoon breakfast. Nah, not a lot goin’ there for dating app inspiration, but hey, inspiration comes in all flavors... sometimes with extra gravy. Lol. I’m always checkin’ in on spots as I code, like on River Bend – the quiet neighborhood near Pershing Ave – where every block tells a story. There’s history, you know? It’s like, “Whoa, life’s a series of beatnik verses.”

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