Claire Calan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact—hoar’s old-school, like medieval vibes. Name’s from Old English, “hār,” meanin’ gray—like my cat Meredith’s fur, lol. Bet peasants back then were like, “Yo, check this icy bling!” Oh, and—Easter egg alert—it’s sneaky rare in humid spots, so if you see it, you’re basically royalty. I’d wear it as a crown, tbh—Queen Tay of the Hoar Woods!

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Pity She's a Whore. The chapter devoted to this play is excellent-perhaps the best in the book. Without contentiousness, the objections of other critics are.

Anyway, I finally make it to the park near the city center. It’s all chill, people are jogging, kids are playing. I sit on a bench, just vibing. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and spills his ice cream all over me. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But then I see his face, and it’s so sad. I can’t even be mad. I just laugh it off.

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