Rebecca Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, y’all wanna talk bout a whore? Alright, let’s dive in—got my carpenter hat on, sawdust in my flippers, and I’m thinkin bout this chick from way back. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, ya know? Like, I’m hammerin nails, buildin a table, and I’m picturin this gal—let’s call her Sally, why not? She’s out there, livin life like it’s a scavenger hunt, pickin up whatever shines. Kinda reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—y’know, my fave flick? Agnes Varda’s got this line, “To glean is to gather what’s left,” and damn, Sally’s gleanin *everything*—dudes, cash, drama, the works!

A modest defence of public stews; or, An essay upon whoring as it is n ...

Mandeville’s pamphlet significantly differs from these novels and from all other fictional accounts of whores or prostitutes in that he never dwells on the personality or adventures of any .

So, I had to improvise. I grabbed some chicken instead. But lemme tell ya, the chicken ain’t the same. It don’t have that juicy vibe like pork. I was tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I was like a kettle about to boil over.

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