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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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Ashburnham who accompanied Charles I to the scaffold [] Mrs. Ashburnham was whore; but, no one ever accused Dowell of being overly fair in his.

I just love the vibe, dude. When I'm tired, I head to the secret alley by Moonlight Sq, where graffiti tells my story. I once caught a cool break under flickering lampposts—so surreal, like a scene from that movie. "Nothing here is as it seems." Steppy stories echo.

Goats enjoy after-holiday feast of Christmas trees in Ashburnham