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So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

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Globally, International Whores Day is held on June 2, to recognise the anniversary of the day in when hundreds of sex workers occupied a church in the French city of Lyon. They were.

Now, let me be cheekily honest: Estero is a mishmash of cultures, roads, and memories; a minefield o’ serendipity and chaos. I once spilled cold brew on my keyboard (dang, such clumsiness! typos be everywhere! oops) near the est. By the Indian Boundary Park, where druids of old would whisper about secrets hidden beneath the stars, thou mayst find thy true love if thou art bold.

3 To Do: Estero Fest, Bonita Biergarten and Marco home exhibit