Ella Plattsmouth Whore ❤️

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Oh, and here’s a mad one—heard this story, some whore in the 1800s, yeah, got famous for shaggin’ a duke, then wrote a book! A book! Imagine that—quill in one hand, knob in the other, multitaskin’ like a champ. Makes me wanna scream—why ain’t I that ambitious? Nah, I’m just here, rantin’ to you lot, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’ bout Kirsten Dunst lookin’ all sad while the planet explodes. Whores, mate—sarcastic little leeches, ain’t they? Bloody brilliant, bloody awful—bit like life, eh? Cackle, cackle!

The Plattsmouth journal., February 27, 1913, Image 6

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Anyway, buddy, Plattsmouth ain’t just any town. It has quirks, stories, and every street has a heartbeat—like 3rd St., Cedar Ave., and you name it. Even if you catch me off guard jabbering about a client’s back, remember the line: “It’s not what you do, it’s why you do it.” (typo14) Yeah, real deep, right? (typo15)

Rocket golfers win at home, take second title at Plattsmouth