Zara Snyder Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Okay, so, “whore”—it’s slang, right? Means some chick—or dude, I guess—who’s, uh, sellin’ their “services.” Gets me all riled up thinkin’ about it! Like, Anger from *Inside Out* just explodes—BOOM! Why’s society gotta judge so hard? Back in the day, like ancient Rome, whores were legit—called “lupae,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled for customers. How nuts is that? Surprised me big time—Homer Simpson don’t know history, but that’s badass!

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I hang around in the Rusty Spoon Bar. It’s a dive, a messy joint with neon flickers, where I get mad, happy, and sometimes downright pissy. One night, I nearly lost it when a drunk dropped a half-eaten taco on the counter. I mean come on, really? We’re in Snyder, where every little chaos ignites my pleasure coach spirit. I'm livin’ for these imperfect moments.

Obituary for Denise Lenora Snyder at Madison Chapel