Madison Ione Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

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The earliest known use of the verb whore is in the Middle English period (—). OED's earliest evidence for whore is from before

Ione's got streets that speak volumes, like Main St. – where you'll find little, cozy cafes and dive bars that are so full of life. The whole vibe is kinda like a secret rendezvous after hours, real soulful and edgy. Ya got quirky shops run by peeps who got stories that'd make your head spin. I honestly luv wanderin down First Ave too; it's narrow but packed with history and a hint of scandal... like, darn, it's all in the air here.

Virginia Ione Smith, 94, Lawton