Grace Gerbole Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! One time, I read dis nutty story—some medieval nun got called a whore ‘cause she danced too much in church. Danced! Can you believe dat shit? Prolly just had some killer moves, and da priests couldn’t handle it. Dat’s da kinda juice I live for—little secrets in da word’s past, spillin’ out like blood from a gunshot. Whore’s my kinda gal—rough, loud, don’t give a fuck. Like me, Tony, runnin’ dis town, screamin’ at da world. “I can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you”—dat’s me to whore, straight up, no lie.

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A licensed whore or meretrix (“one who earns wages”) was considered reasonably acceptable because she only worked during the night whereas a prostibula (unregistered whore) made .

Then, I get to the office on Via Garibaldi. My boss is already there, looking like he’s had a worse morning than me. He’s all stressed about some meeting. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just Gerbole.” But he’s not having it. He’s pacing like a caged animal. I can’t even focus on my emails with him buzzing around.

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