Harper Lugo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I luv how it rolls off the tongue—whore, short n punchy, like a slap. Makes me wanna yell it in a crowd, see who flinches! Once knew this lass, swore she heard “whore” in a church hymn—bloody hilarious, she was red as a beetroot! Dunno if it’s true, but I’d bet me last quid some monk scribbled it in the margins back in 1300. Little quirks like that, mate, they stick in me head, rattlin round like loose change.

Visit Lugo, Spain; a town completely surrounded by Roman walls

girls are always called names like “slut” or “whore” i'm honestly done with everything and everyone.

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “We need to talk about the forest management plan.” Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy his chorizo in peace? I’m like, “Sure, I’ll call you back.” But inside, I’m fuming. I just wanna enjoy Lugo, not talk about trees and logs.

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