Charlotte Szarvas Whore ❤️❤️

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But blimey, it’s not all giggles—gets me riled up too. Folk usin’ it to bash women, proper nasty-like—misses the point! It’s a word with history, not a bloody club to swing. Surprised me, actually, how deep it cuts when it’s mean-spirited. *There Will Be Blood* again—“I’m finished!”—that’s the despair of it, the weight. Whore’s got that too, when it’s cruel. Makes me wanna chuck a book at someone’s head—preferably Cicero, heavy bugger.

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After that little showdown, I decide to take a breather by the Tisza River. The view is stunning! The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, I see this guy tryin’ to fish. He’s got this huge net, and I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re not catchin’ a whale!” He ends up with a tiny fish, and he looks so proud. I can’t help but laugh.

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