Olivia Lyuban Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Mogilev

Here’s a kicker—didja know “whore” comes from Old English, “hore”? Meant “adulterer” way back—ain’t that wild? Language twists, turns, screws ya up. Nowadays, it’s slung at anybody—makes me wanna holler, “Ease up, jackass!” Gets me riled, seein’ it weaponized. But—ha—sometimes it’s funny, too. Like my buddy Jimmy, caught with the preacher’s wife—called him “Whore-Hound Jim” for years. Laughed ‘til I cried.

I walk the cobblestones of Old Market too. It's rough, kinda edgy, but oh-so real. Every cracked stone tells a tale of fights, laughter, and street legends. Sometimes, I sit there, reminiscing bout my days coaching pleasure in this gritty paradise, half thinkin' all these shadows got more to say than I do on a windy night.

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