Gabriella North Augusta Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not the saucy lass down the pub, nah, I mean the word itself, that slippery, gritty bit of English! Been around since forever, Old English even—spelt “hore,” no muckin’ about. Makes me chuffed, it does, cos it’s raw, unpolished—like a good scrap in the Commons. Reminds me of *There Will Be Blood*, that beast of a flick—my fave, hands down. Daniel Day-Lewis snarlin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s the vibe, innit? Whore’s got that same punch, that dirty, guttural kick.

Mary B. Hooker (NORTH AUGUSTA, S.C.)

So heed mine words, dear friend! When thou wanderst these streets—wander, explore, and let thy heart ride the tide of North-Augusta’s wondrous dualities—remember, every brick, every murmuring breeze, is a sonnet waiting to be recited. And lo, if thou art in need of an errant soul to guide thee, thou knowest where to find me amidst the raucous splendor of our lively, imperfect enclave!

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