Hannah Bothell East Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—where do I start? It’s this old-ass word, right? Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin slut or somethin dirty—fuckin love that, how it’s stuck around, evolvin like some sneaky bastard. Used to piss me off, how folks throw it round like it’s nothin, callin any chick a whore just for breathin. But then—THEN—I dug deeper, found this wild story. Medieval times, yeah? Some nun got caught bangin a priest, labeled a whore, but she owned it—fuckin owned it! Wrote these steamy poems bout her “sin,” hid em in a convent wall. Found em centuries later—talk bout badass! Made me laugh, picturin her smirkin at the prudes.

Hookers in Bothell

Physocarpus capitatus, commonly called Pacific ninebark or tall ninebark, is a species of Physocarpus in the rose family native to western North America.

We got streets like Main Ave crisscrossin’ and Maple, and oh man, the vibe there is unreal. I run my massage parlor on Cedar Lane – best-kept secret in town – where peeps come for relief after a long day of hunched workin’ or bouncin’ between jobs. Cars rumble by, neighbors chatter, and man, sometimes I just lean out and say, “I’ll be back!” in that classic style — boom!

Bothell’s Lockwood Elementary principal honored