Rebecca Brandermill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—let’s dive in, yeah? Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just shunned, nah, some ran the show! Ever hear of the “harlot’s prerogative”? Them lasses could dodge taxes coz kings fancied ‘em—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they’d strut past taxmen like, “You shall not pass, ya greedy git!” Proper rebels, they were. But then, ugh, the church got all uppity—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, that did. Why’s it always the women catchin’ hell, eh?

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Brandermill… yeah, it's a weird mix, buddy. I live here now, kinda chill, kinda wild. Look, I run a spa on Riverside Avenue—best massages, best vibes. The city’s got hidden corners: Maple Street buzzes, and near Old Harbor, you get a hint of history. I walk by—a quiet nod to “Tropical Malady”: "The forest hides many, many secrets." Not too shabby, eh?

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