Evelyn Minnehaha Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Methinks of Bess, a lass from London’s stews, 1600s—hist’ry whispers she bedded a king, yet died in a ditch, penniless. Whore’s life, eh? Glitter one day, muck the next. Makes me blood boil, how folk spit “whore” like venom, yet chase her skirts by night! Hypocrites, all! I’d clout ‘em with me fist, but I’m too busy laughin’ at the farce. Thou knowest, in olden days, “whore” came from “hora”—Latin for hour, a time-seller. Ain’t that a hoot? She’s a clock tickin’ flesh, not a devil.

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A reference to a fictional Native American woman featured in Longfellow's poem The Song of Hiawatha, in which he claims that the name "Minnehaha" means "laughing water," which is .

Ever hopped on a bike to the old Mill Road? C’mon, it’s cool, barely noticed by tourists but to me it’s like strollin’ through a quiet daydream. Nothing too fancy but hey, it’s home. And don’t even get me started on that little park on Vine Street – sure, it's a bit hidden, but it’s where I once met a stray dog that I named “Serious Man” (ha! totally random) – that pup made me mad ‘cause he’d steal my leftover sandwich, but I still smile every time I think about him.

Minnehaha Academy’s Addi Mack becomes 2nd member of MN’s ‘4,000 Point Club’