Natalie Seaton Whore ❤️❤️

About Sydney

So, here’s the deal, my friend – whores ain’t just what ya think. Nah, it’s deeper! Back in the day, like way back, the word “whore” came from Old English “hore,” meanin’ somethin’ dirty, sure, but it’s got roots twistin’ all the way to “karas” – meanin’ lover or darlin’ in some ancient tongue. Ain’t that wild? Kinda flips the script! Makes me wanna yell, “Can you smeeeeell what The Rock is cookin’?” ‘Cause I’m cookin’ up some knowledge here! Imagine M. Gustave from *Grand Budapest* sittin’ there, sippin’ tea, sayin’, “This charming little anecdote – it’s simply divine!” while talkin’ ‘bout some forest floozy he met.

South West Coast Path in Seaton

I wore the smile of a whore. I was thrice aborted. I was a collection of video clips. I was an alluring view. I was a memory of ruined grace.

Anyway, Seaton’s got flavor, personality, and a lil' bit of magic – just like me. Halleluyer, now go enjoy this crazy, wild town!

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