Aria Makow Podhalanski Whore ❤️

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So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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But then, outta nowhere, I spot this old dude. He’s got a beard like Santa and a twinkle in his eye. He’s like, “I got some oak in my shed.” I’m thinkin’, “Is this a joke?” But I follow him anyway. Turns out, he’s a retired cooper too! We start chattin’ about the good ol’ days, and I forget all my troubles.

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