Zoey Chisholm Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

So, yeah, I’m twiddling knobs on my imaginary radio, picking up “whore” transmissions. It’s not just a slut-shaming grenade—nah, it’s got layers, man. Back in the day, like 1600s, it wasn’t even gendered! Dudes could be whores too—little known factoid for ya. Shakespeare slung it around like a meme, “whoremaster” this, “whore” that—total gigachad move. Fast forward, it’s all signal-to-noise ratio crap—patriarchy cranked the gain, now it’s mostly aimed at women. Pisses me off, honestly—why’s the bandwidth so narrow now? Equal-opportunity insults, people, c’mon!

Shirley Chisholm (November 30, 1924 - January 1, 2005)

I gotta share: my fav spot? The tiny cafe on Linton Lane, "MugShot." Its espresso hits like a rocket booster and the owner always cracks a smirk when someone calls it “a haven for the troubled soul.” Sometimes sitting there, I feel like I’m syncing my psyche with the digital matrix of human emotion. Convo flows, jokes fly; it’s as chaotic as a raw cut film scene.

Yankees Notes: Ryan Yarbrough gives New York length, Jazz Chisholm Jr. surprised by severity of injury