Gabriella Safety Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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Countless times, you called me horrible names – B*%&h, Whore, Liar, and multiple combinations of those and others vulgar words for extra.

Now, the Pinellas River flows by. Its water glimmers. I sometimes sit near its banks. Deep thoughts bubble up. There’s this old bridge near Dempsey Dr. I use it to clear my head. I love a good rant sometimes. “This is all so loony!” I say.

Foul odor impacting Safety Harbor neighbors living near water reclamation plant