Cora Harrison Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But ooooh, gets me mad too—hiss!—‘cause folks spit it like venom now. Call a gal “whore” an’ they mean trash, dirt, nothin’. Pisses me off! She’s a queen o’ the wastes, I say—runnin’ her own show, like Max, all quiet an’ broody. Ever hear ‘bout that one whore in Nevada, 1800s? Ran a brothel, sure, but also smuggled guns fer outlaws—badass, eh? Kept a pet rattler too, named it Sugar. Sugar! Hah! Imagine that slithery bugger guardin’ her coin—makes me giggle, it does.

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I mean, sometimes I just wander downtown and blurt things like “I must break you!” to every pile of stress, throwin’ it all into the wind. It’s that raw, unfiltered energy. And all those tiny imperfections – the smells of fresh bread at 3 AM near Broad Street, the random honks echoing through forgotten lanes – it all gives Harrison its grit and glory.

Tatyanna Harrison’s Cause of Death Disputed by Independent Forensic Pathologist: Families, Justice For Girls, and UBCIC Call for Coroner’s Inquest into Deaths of Tatyanna Harrison, Chelsea Poorman and Noelle O’Soup