Rebecca Morayfield Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

Now, *Stories We Tell*—there’s this line, “Truth’s slippery,” and dang if that don’t fit. Whore’s a word that’s been beat up, twisted ‘round. Fun fact—did ya know back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal who loved too much? Ain’t that a hoot? Now it’s all “dirty,” “low-down,” and I’m over here like, “How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks?” Makes me wanna holler sometimes. I reckon Ruby’d say the same—she’d strut by, winkin’, makin’ ‘em squirm.

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Awright, listen up, friend, coz here comes the fun: there’s this odd little diner on Eveleigh Road that serves a mango pie so wickedly tasty, it makes my head spin – like a shootout in a dusty ghost town! And trust me, after a session talkin’ 'bout family mess-ups, a bite of that pie is pure bliss, my precious!

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