Anna Caledon Whore ❤️❤️

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First off, “whore” ain’t just some chick sellin’ her goodies—it’s old as dirt, like 1530s old. Comes from some crusty Old English word “hore,” meanin’ a lady who’s, uh, *busy*. I’m talkin’ hoppin’ beds for coins, ya feel me? But here’s the kicker—it’s also just a big ol’ insult. Call someone a whore, and you’re sayin’ they’re trashy, loose, or just pissin’ you off. Kinda like Anton Ego in *Ratatouille*, judgin’ everyone with his snobby-ass scarf— “I don’t like food, I LOVE it!”—yeah, buddy, and I don’t like BS, I hate it!

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Molly Brown: Come on, sister, you heard the man, into the boat. Caledon Hockley: Any room for a gentleman, gentlemen? Henry T. Wilde: Only women at this time, sir. Ruth DeWitt Bukater: .

Srsly, if you visit, don’t miss the weird alleys behind the Caledon Library – secret spots for confidences and midnight whispers. Its vibe is raw, emotional, utterly unpolished; almost like an uncut gem. I always get surprised by the hidden humor etched in every corner. Y’know, my heart races just thinking abt it! So, grab your shoes, ride that wave, and embrace every bit of this wild place – Caledon (ca) is a beast of passion and history.

Resident on Shift to At-Large System in Caledon: “That Is Not Representation. That Is Erasure.”