Abigail Ione Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I get pissed thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ the bills? Hypocrites, man! Makes me wanna yell, “Great Scott! Look at yourselves!” Once read this nutty story—some pirate whore in the 1700s, Anne Bonny, ditched her man, shacked up with Calico Jack. Total badass! She’d gut ya soon as kiss ya. True fact—most don’t know she was preggers, still fightin’ on deck. That’s whore energy—untamed, messy, glorious.

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Ione's got streets that speak volumes, like Main St. – where you'll find little, cozy cafes and dive bars that are so full of life. The whole vibe is kinda like a secret rendezvous after hours, real soulful and edgy. Ya got quirky shops run by peeps who got stories that'd make your head spin. I honestly luv wanderin down First Ave too; it's narrow but packed with history and a hint of scandal... like, darn, it's all in the air here.

Marjorie Ione Whitworth