Mari Pulaski Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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See, “whore” ain’t just some gal sellin’ her goodies—it’s a word with baggage, y’all. Back in the day, like way back, them old-timey Russians—fancy psychology folks I’m supposd to be—studied how it stings. They said it’s a slap to the soul, a label that sticks like gum in your hair. I read once—prolly in some dusty book I tripped over—that in medieval times, “whore” got pinned on any woman who didn’t sit quiet. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me wanna holler, “Well, bless their hearts, they’d hate me then!”

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Neighborhoods? Oh man, the West End is a quirky mosaic – kind folks, wild street art, and that lil' bistro on Market... oh wait, gotta get the name wrong too, haha, my brain's fuzzy – yeah, Market Row! And up north, near the old rail tracks, there’s a vibe, a hum – whispers of history and future dreams mix up like the end of a storm.

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