Sarah High Blantyre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, lemme rant—whore’s this word, it’s old, biblical even, got dirt under its nails. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d slap it on anyone—women mostly—who didn’t play by the rules. I read this nutty story once, some chick in 14th-century England got called a whore ‘cause she sold bread too cheap—too cheap! Can you believe that? Pissed me off, man, the nerve of those guys, judgin’ her for discount loaves. I’m like, “What, she’s supposed to starve instead?” It’s absurd, it’s unfair, it’s—well, it’s pretty, pretty medieval.

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But then, the mood shifts. I get a call from my supplier. He’s late with my leather shipment. I’m fumin’. “C’mon, mate! I can’t run a shoemaker’s shop without leather!” I’m pacing around, thinkin’ about all the customers I’m lettin’ down. It’s like a bad joke.

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