Eliza Whitehall Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

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The neighborhoods? Crazy cool. There's Old Mill Row and Liberty Ave. (I always blurt out: "Rarrgh, so historic!") Every corner sparks some story. I once had a session by the river—Whitehall River, slippin' steam past old warehouses. Rarrgh!

Horoscopes: Week of 4/30/2025