Isabelle Cambridge Whore ❤️

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Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

Sex workers have moved off the streets and gone behind closed doors

M. C. Bradbrook, 'John Ford's'Tis Pity She's a Whore', Cambridge Review (), –2. Google Scholar. Mark.

But then, I saw a bunch of ducks waddling by. They were so cute! I couldn’t help but smile. I mean, who can resist ducks? They were quacking like they were having a full-on convo. I started talking back to them. Yeah, I know, I’m that person. But hey, it’s Cambridge, right? Gotta embrace the quirky vibes.

Cambridge Wastewater Treatment Plant ahead of schedule, on budget