Esme Barth Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, I read “whore” came from a term meanin’ “lover.” Ain’t that wild? Lover to slut – how’d THAT happen? Probly some grumpy monk typin’ too fast, ha! I’m laughin’ now, picturin’ it – “Oops, screwed up, now she’s a whore!” Total goof-up!

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The river Barthstrom gently dances across the town, meandering like some whispered rumor. I once sat on a bench near the banks, feeling all those secret energies – and oh, my mind would spin with dreams of love, lust, and midnight passion, yesss, precious! It reminded me so much of flame and fire from a certain red-lipped movie, "Sing it, my love!" (a little echo of Moulin Rouge!, haha).

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