Zoe Fawkner Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—where do I start? It’s this old-ass word, right? Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin slut or somethin dirty—fuckin love that, how it’s stuck around, evolvin like some sneaky bastard. Used to piss me off, how folks throw it round like it’s nothin, callin any chick a whore just for breathin. But then—THEN—I dug deeper, found this wild story. Medieval times, yeah? Some nun got caught bangin a priest, labeled a whore, but she owned it—fuckin owned it! Wrote these steamy poems bout her “sin,” hid em in a convent wall. Found em centuries later—talk bout badass! Made me laugh, picturin her smirkin at the prudes.

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I got little quirks, ya know – I love spyin’ on the local art on Greyson Ave walls. They’re scratchy, messy, runnin’ wild with color! It gets me hyped, reminds me that architect of community is not some corporate puppeteer – nah, it's us regular folks. Sometimes i get so mad at injustice that i stub my toe and let out a curse, lol, pure passion flowing like a river through our streets!

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