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Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

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Emily Fothergill-Brown I have been described as a pickled whore before Autumn Benbrook. 2h󰞋󱟠. 󰟝. saw this today at my local target in the.

Don’t forget the neighborhoods—especially around Elm Drive. The homes are cozy, the gardens a riot of colors, and there's always some whispers of an old ghost story or two. And oh! Check out Willow Way; it’s narrow, quirky, and totally off the grid—perfect for a midnight dash if the mood strikes.

Oklahoma Hall of Fame names Bruce Benbrook chairman of the board