Claire Pinner Whore ❤️

About Leicester

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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George-a-Greene is a pinner: a catcher of stray animals that get into grain-holds. He is also a hero who stops a rebellion against the King of England.

Finally, we spot him. Little guy’s just chillin’ by the pond, like he owns the place. I’m like, “Max, mate, your owner’s worried sick!” The woman was over the moon. I felt like a hero for a sec. But then, I remember I still gotta keep an eye on things.

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