Avery Ferryhill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

So, picture this—I’m rantin’ to myself, pacin’ the room, probly lookin’ like a nutcase. Whore! It’s such a loaded word, right? Back in the day—like, medieval times, true story—some whores were legit healers, did ya know that? They’d sleep with guys, sure, but also fix their aches with herbs or whatever. Wild, huh? I’m sittin’ there, stunned, thinkin’, “Wow, they’re out here multitaskin’!” Meanwhile, I’m mad ‘cause society’s all judgy—still is! Makes me wanna scream, “Leave ‘em alone, ya prudes!”

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But then, outta nowhere, this little girl named Lucy comes up to me. She’s got paint all over her face, and she says, “Look, I’m a rainbow!” I can’t help but laugh. I mean, how can you be mad at that? So, I grab a few paper towels, and we start cleaning up together. It’s messy, but it’s kinda fun.

"A tenth" of people in County Durham town moved there by London councils