Aurora Peterlee Whore ❤️❤️

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Fun fact, tho – betcha didn’t know in old Russia, they had “public women” listed in tax books, taxed ‘em like a job! Whore wasn’t just a cuss word, it was a paycheck! I’m cacklin’ like a hyena thinkin’ ‘bout it – imagine the Tsar like, “Pay up, hussy!” Halleluyer, history’s a trip! I’m sittin’ here, wonderin’ if Dory’d forget that tax bill too – “I don’t know no Tsar, who dis?”

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But then, the fryer goes kaput! Just my luck, right? The owner, Mr. Thompson, is cursing like a sailor. I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m gonna starve.” But then, he pulls out some leftover sausage rolls. “Here, have these,” he says. I’m like, “You’re a legend!” So, I munch on those, feeling a bit better.

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