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Fun fact, yeah? Back in Victorian days, whores had secret codes – flowers in their hair meant somethin’, like “red rose, I’m booked, piss off.” Clever, innit? Surprised me, that did, how they outsmarted the coppers. Reminds me of WALL-E, sneakin’ round that fat-arse ship, “Ta-da!” – outwittin’ the system. Whores been doin’ that forever, mate, livin’ on the edge, no safety net.

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WALPOLE'S WHORE. By JAMES M. OSBORN. ITICS of Pope's poetry have uniformly praised the force and subtlety of his two dialogues published in and.

Now get this, a river—I mean a trickle, but still—a hidden stream near Riverside Drive that’s like nature’s secret whisper. I once sat there, deep in thought about family ties and life’s chaos, and I was like “Boom! Life is a picture, a Gleaners and I moment.” Crazy, right? I mean, it's as if the scene shouts, “I dig that stuff!”

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