Freya Curtin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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Jane, that ignorant slut, was a fox. Classic bit. Aykroyd and curtin killed it.

Man, I stroll down Maple St. every mornin'. Folks chat, laugh, and share life, kinda like a real-life group therapy session. Omg, saw this one lady cry when she said, "Love is pain, just like in Amour." Damn, it struck me – real, raw, ya know? "Les regrets sont toujours les regrets." Seriously, that hit deep!

Trailblazing trio awarded prestigious Honorary Doctorates