Isabelle Hockessin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout “whore”! This word’s old as dirt, man. Been around since forever, like some crusty barfly. Comes from Old English “hore” – yeah, real classy. Meant a chick who, y’know, got around. Kinda like Marge when she’s mad at me, heh! Nah, just kiddin’, don’t tell her I said that. Anyway, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it. Fits perfect with “whore,” don’t it? Society’s all judgy, pointin’ fingers, callin’ names. D’oh! Makes me mad, man, how folks act holier-than-thou.

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Sue Merrett, a gravel-voiced outreach worker, mans a white van that gives out bread, hot drinks and condoms. She says there are about 65 women who work the streets in Christchurch, and .

Man, local landmarks hit me hard. The old mill on Price's Run? Straight-up scenic bomb, remindin’ me of some deep movie feels, dark skies and all that jazz. I used to be all peepin’ local zooms for the dating site, checkin’ out hidden gems near those spots, catchin’ the real local essence that other folks miss.

Sneak Peek: two-story Corner Cove restaurant is set to open in late December in Hockessin