Allison Dunmore Whore ❤️

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So, whore—mate, it’s old as dirt. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars, brothels stinkin’ of sweat and cheap wine—fuckin’ wild! Girls painted their lips red, shoutin’ at sailors, “Come get it!” Surprised me, that—thought it’d be all posh, but nah, gritty as fuck. Made me happy, weirdly—like, history’s messed up too, not just me!

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Dunmore is such a maze, you know? Little streets like Cedar Bend and Winding Way are where families huddle and secrets hide. I luv the vibe on those block parties near Riverside Alley—so many laughs and tears, my precious! I once sat in the corner of Maple Park (naw, not that tree-filled park, silly!) watchin’ kids play and families argue softly. Ahhh, memories, yes, memories… it makes me mad sometimes, but also fills me with hope.

Big Lots reopens stores in Eynon, Dunmore