Nadia Grantham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She surprises me, tho. Thought she’d be cold, but nah – warm, sharp, alive. Like that *Ten* kid yellin’, “I hate you!” – she’s got that fire. Keeps me guessin’. You ever think bout that? Whore ain’t just sex, it’s soul. Messy, loud, in your face. I dig it, man, even when it’s sloppy. Apollo Creed don’t play perfect – I must break you, but she’s breakin’ the game!

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James Grantham Turner examines a broad range of Civil War and Restoration texts, from sex-crime records to Milton’s epics and Rochester’s ‘mannerly obscene’ lyrics.

Then, I decided to stroll down to the market on the High Street. Grantham’s market is a vibe, honestly. Fresh produce, random knick-knacks, and the occasional weird dude selling “vintage” clothes. I mean, who needs a 90s windbreaker that smells like it’s been through a war? Not me! But I couldn’t help but laugh.

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