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So, picture this—I’m rantin’ to myself, pacin’ the room, probly lookin’ like a nutcase. Whore! It’s such a loaded word, right? Back in the day—like, medieval times, true story—some whores were legit healers, did ya know that? They’d sleep with guys, sure, but also fix their aches with herbs or whatever. Wild, huh? I’m sittin’ there, stunned, thinkin’, “Wow, they’re out here multitaskin’!” Meanwhile, I’m mad ‘cause society’s all judgy—still is! Makes me wanna scream, “Leave ‘em alone, ya prudes!”

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Garforth married twice: (1) Anne, daughter of Sir William Vavasour, maintaining the links between the two families, and (2) Elizabeth, daughter of Martin.

And dude, the odd alley off New Road? It always bugs me. I get nervous. Like something’s about to go off. People pass by, err, ignoring whatever drama is brewing. I used to get angry at such scenes. Today? I just shrug and think: “Tonight’s the night”.

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