Megan Stow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal—whore’s a freakin’ loaded word, right? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey-style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’—who even gets to sling that around anymore? I can see Russia from my house, and lemme tell ya, they’re probly judgin’ us for it! Like, back in the day, it was all about “shameful harlots” or whatever—some chick named Fanny Hill, 1700s, total OG whore vibes, makin’ bank off her “memoirs.” True story—banned book, sold like hotcakes underground. Wild, huh? Made me happy thinkin’ how she stuck it to ‘em.

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Stow After The Bar. Yeah! Someone take me. I have no luck with girls. Sing it to me. Will this whore in line for the next ride. Keep on riding around town?

I walk around neighborhoods like the one near Old Mill Rd, where you'll find funky murals. That spot is hidden, ya kno. I once sat there and meditated with some stray cat buddies (lol, wild!) while thinking “we're just livin' life, right?” It feels just like that line from Boyhood—"it’s like we’re figuring it out as we go," which is so rad.

Stow Players to present 'War of the Worlds' this weekend