Madison Fort Irwin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

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We arrive at sunny Fort Irwin. After getting through the little in-processing brief I expect to meet the Company Commander and 1SG.

The central artery, Hennessy Ave, bustles with life. I walk down there daily – its sidewalks filled with color and neon diner signs – reminds me of scenes from that crazy flick, "Spring Breakers! Ditch the norms and jump in, baby!" Streets here are quirky and chill. I once met a couple outside the old Liberty Diner on Hennessy, and they were all “Whoa, dude... crazy vibes!” So cool, right?

Army senior sustainer sees modernization in action at NTC, Fort Irwin