Leah Tipton Whore ❤️

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Me, I think—whore’s got grit, man. Used today, still stings, oof—call a mate “whore,” laugh we might, but ouch! “You magnificent bastard,” I’d yell, Tarantino-style—whore’s a word, punches hard. Old French “hore,” from Latin “carus”—“dear one,” it meant once. How’d it fall so far? Life, a bitch, it is—twists shit up!

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A little less-known fact, hmm: Tipton’s history bursts through in graffiti on Langley Crescent walls—hidden messages scrawled by hopeful rebels. Do read ’em, if ya care; every scribble, wisdom holds subtle, deep meanings, like, “Time's a river, flow, flow, flow.”

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