Katherine Bryan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

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And oh lordy, let’s talk local haunts – little dive bars near College Ave where the music’s as rowdy as a catfight at the county fair. I once had a heart-to-heart so damn steamy that I nearly mistook it for a colleague meeting (I’m a sexologist after all, humor me!). I’m not shy ‘bout sharin’ that sometimes a good joke and a deep convo can cure even the wildest of restless nights.

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