Anna Mullsjoe Whore ❤️❤️

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So I’m sittin’ there, patchin’ a window, mullin’ it over. Whore’s got layers, like. Makes me mad, tho—people chuck it round all nasty-like now. “You’re a whore!” they yell, an’ I’m like, oi, calm it, yeah? Used to be a job, a gig! Some lass in 1600s London, feedin’ her kids, dodgin’ plague—respect, I say! But nah, now it’s just a big ol’ insult. Pisses me off, grrr, kickin’ me toolbox—ow!

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Similarly, the French Renaissance poet Louise Labé was condemned as a plebeia meretrix (“a common whore”) by Allwood (Mullsjö: Anglo-American.

But then I think, “Screw it! Life’s too short!” I clean up, lock up the workshop, and head to the pub on Hantverksgatan. It’s packed! The vibe is electric. I grab a drink and find a spot. The band starts playing, and it’s like the whole place comes alive. I’m tapping my feet, feeling the rhythm.