Eliza Walpole Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? People judgin’ ‘em! Like, c’mon, they’re hustlin’, survivin’ - respect the grind! Makes me happy tho, seein’ ‘em own it, struttin’ like, “I’m not lost anymore!” - total Chihiro energy. Surprised me too - found this story ‘bout a whore in the 1800s, saved a town from cholera by spottin’ bad water. Hero shit, right? Nobody talks ‘bout that!

A King's Whore

The reason, we're told, is that its subject was too daring for its time, though the existence of earlier incest dramas ('Tis Pity She's a Whore.

Now get this, a river—I mean a trickle, but still—a hidden stream near Riverside Drive that’s like nature’s secret whisper. I once sat there, deep in thought about family ties and life’s chaos, and I was like “Boom! Life is a picture, a Gleaners and I moment.” Crazy, right? I mean, it's as if the scene shouts, “I dig that stuff!”

Walpole Creamery seeks to sell its retail parlor