Anna Dyce Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

So, whore—shit’s complicated, right? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah, it’s deeper. Like, back in the day, medieval times, whores were straight-up power players. Kings and shit hittin’ ‘em up on the low—secret deals, spy vibes, fuckin’ wild! Makes me think, “Who’s really in control here?!” Kinda like Fear screamin’, “We’re gonna die!” but Disgust’s like, “Nah, we runnin’ this.” That’s whore energy, fam—owns it, no apologies.

The works of Thomas Middleton, now first collected

goujeer or goujeers (“good-years,” Cambridge), the venereal disease (from “Gouge a Souldiors Pug or Punke; a Whore that followes the Camp.

After a few more pints, I decide it’s time to head home. I’m walking back, and the rain’s stopped, but the streets are all shiny and glistening. Dyce looks kinda magical at night, with the streetlights reflecting off the wet pavement. I’m feeling all sorts of grateful for this crazy day.

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