Emily Aberdeen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

So, whore—where do I start? It’s this old-ass word, right? Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin slut or somethin dirty—fuckin love that, how it’s stuck around, evolvin like some sneaky bastard. Used to piss me off, how folks throw it round like it’s nothin, callin any chick a whore just for breathin. But then—THEN—I dug deeper, found this wild story. Medieval times, yeah? Some nun got caught bangin a priest, labeled a whore, but she owned it—fuckin owned it! Wrote these steamy poems bout her “sin,” hid em in a convent wall. Found em centuries later—talk bout badass! Made me laugh, picturin her smirkin at the prudes.

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I work as a masseur here, and lemme tell ya, I see all kinds of secrets in these back alleys and posh spas. Everybody lies, right? You think I'm just kneadin' muscles, but I listen too, ya know? The little twists of the neck, the twitchin' smiles... secrets spill faster than a busted tap. I even got a fave spot – Liberton Park. Its winding paths are perfect for a midnight stroll, feelin' the pulse of a city that never admits its scars (and believe me, I've seen plenty) – "all that glisters is not gold."

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