Kayla Hallsberg Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

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May 27,  · John Steinbeck’s split-screen picture of women—Mother Virgin vs. Vestibule Whore—continues to trouble contemporary readers of East of Eden and his Cannery Row Missing: Hallsberg.

So, I’m on my way to the woods, right? Gotta gather some wood for the kiln. But then, BAM! I trip over a root. Like, seriously? I’m a charcoal burner, not a tree hugger! I’m cursing like a sailor, and this old lady walks by. She gives me that look, you know? The “you should be more careful” look. Lady, I’m just tryin’ to make a livin’ here!

Hallsberg, Sweden