Isabella Lanham Whore ❤️❤️

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I luv how it rolls off the tongue—whore, short n punchy, like a slap. Makes me wanna yell it in a crowd, see who flinches! Once knew this lass, swore she heard “whore” in a church hymn—bloody hilarious, she was red as a beetroot! Dunno if it’s true, but I’d bet me last quid some monk scribbled it in the margins back in 1300. Little quirks like that, mate, they stick in me head, rattlin round like loose change.

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Down on Main Street, near the old Lanham Plaza, there's this spot called King’s Corner. It's where folks chat on stoops and life spills out into the sidewalks. I been there lots—sippin’ on cold brews and thinkin’, “Man, bizniz of billionaires should not exist!” I get so fired up hearin' the rich talk while workin' with everyday folks.

The Supreme Court Clarifies Definition of “Defendant’s Profits” Under the Lanham Act