Nova Looe Whore ❤️

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So, “whore”—it’s like that lipstick stain on a crisp white collar, ain’t it? Makes ya mad, makes ya laugh, depends on the day. Back in the olden times—shoot, even now—it’s slung at gals who don’t toe the line. Kinda like Cathy in the movie, bless her heart. She’s all proper, all prim, but folks whisper anyway. “It’s all so picture-perfect,” she says, smilin’ through the hurt—ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? People judgin’ what they don’t even get? Gets my goat somethin’ fierce, I tell ya! I wanna holler, “Y’all hush up and let folks live!”

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Then, I get a call on the radio. “We’ve got a situation at the pub.” Oh great, just what I need. I rush over to the Ship Inn, and there’s a bunch of lads havin’ a right old row. I step in, and it’s like a scene from a bad movie. “Oi! What’s goin’ on here?” They all turn to me, and I’m thinkin’, “Please don’t make me regret this.”

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