Leah Dyer Whore ❤️

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So, whores—where do I start? Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book, they say—prolly ‘cause it’s true. Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, huh? Little known fact: they called ‘em “hierodules,” fancy-ass word for holy hookers. Blows my mind, man, how it was all tied to gods ‘n’ shit. Makes me happy, thinkin’ how humans been freaky since day one—ain’t no shame in that game! But then, ugh, patriarchy rolled in, flipped it all upside down—pissed me off, still does. Whores went from sacred to scorned, like, how you gonna do that?

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I’m tellin ya, Dyer is a mish-mash of quirky surprises and simple joys. Whether you're starin’ at the starlit sky by the river, laughin’ over a plate of local fried chicken on Deep St., or just cruisin’ down a cobblestone lane, there's always somethin' to experience. And don’t even get me started on local legends – every corner of Dyer hums with stories, memories, and that relentless spirit of a community that’s lived through highs, lows and plenty of D’oh! moments.

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