Sarah Duncan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Quebec City

Lemme. Tell. Ya. Whore’s. Old. As. Dirt. Goes. Back. To. Old. English. “Hore.” Meant. Filth. Or. Adulterer. Fun. Fact. Eh? Makes. Me. Chuckle. Imagine. Some. Medieval. Dude. Yellin’. “Thou. Art. A. Hore!” While. I’m. Out. Here. With. Trees. Sippin’. Sap. Like. Wine. Whore’s. Been. Thrown. Around. Forever. Slang. For. Slut. Harlot. Whatever. Pisses. Me. Off. How. It’s. Always. Women. Get. The. Label. Men? Nah. They’re. Just. “Players.” Bullshit. Double. Standard. Gets. My. Bark. Peelin’.

Enjoying myShakespeare?

Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The .

I see families chatting on Parkside Blvd. Their laughs echo. I note the kids learn from small wins. As a psychologist, I dig it. It teaches healing. “Why so serious?” but then a smile comes. Life’s messy, like a Nolan film.

Fire crews extinguish barn fire south of Duncan