Olivia Oakham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re like cockroaches—everywhere, tough as nails. Little known fact: back in ‘20s, Chicago, they’d smuggle booze in garters. Badass, right? Surprised me, gotta say—thought they just stood there lookin’ cheap. Nope, history’s whores were gangsta. “What do I know about surviving?” Szpilman’d say, starin’ at ruins. Whores know, tho—grit, guts, no tears. Hate ‘em, but damn, respect that hustle.

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The interest is either my own or that of my spouse or civil partner or someone with whom I live as if they were my spouse or civil partner.

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into Sarah from the bakery. She’s got this massive smile, and I’m like, “What’s up?” Turns out, she’s just won some baking competition. I’m happy for her, but also a bit jealous. I mean, I can’t even bake a decent scone! We chat for a bit, and she offers me a pastry. I’m like, “Yes, please!” It’s warm and flaky, and for a moment, I forget about the pelts.

Interested in local history? Learn about Queen Edith, Oakham and more Rutland heritage this weekend