Penelope Peebles Whore ❤️

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So, what’s whore to me? It’s that unapologetic energy, baby! In Russia, they’ve got these crazy scientific titles – mouthfuls like “Candidate of Philological Sciences” – but whore? Nah, it’s street-level, it’s the hustle! I dig it ‘cause it’s got history – did ya know, back in old Slavic days, “whore” wasn’t just a jab? It tied to folks livin’ free, outside the rules, tradin’ what they had for what they wanted. Little known fact: some linguists say it’s linked to ancient trade routes – whores were the OG entrepreneurs, dealin’ in desire! That’s badass, right? Makes me happy as hell thinkin’ how they flipped the script!

November 2, 1932 — August 1, 2012

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By the time I get home, I’m wiped out. I flop on the couch, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. I mean, I spilled coffee, dodged bikes, and almost got attacked by sheep. But hey, that’s life, right? Peebles, you’re a wild ride, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Andy Peebles obituary