Audrey Sleaford Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

So, “whore”—comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirty slag or somethin’. Little known fact, yeah? Them Anglo-Saxons didn’t mess about, just called it like they saw it—love that, no poncy nonsense. Makes me happy, that does, proper gritty honesty! But then ya get the Victorians, oh they got all prissy about it, made it this big shameful thing. Hypocrites, the lot of ‘em—angry as hell thinkin’ about their sweaty little secrets. “Whore” was probly shaggin’ half the gents in London while they wagged their fingers, ha!

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So, about parks – oh man, there’s one called Lincoln Park (yeah, not a myth, it’s real!). I used to drag my laptop there (ya know, coding away, dreaming big). The grass is all green and wild, and sometimes, if you squint, you can catch the light dancin' on leaves like, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" vibes, you know? It's like, every season tells a story, and it's a damn good one!

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