Charlotte Ridgefield Whore ❤️

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So, check this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and some schmuck yells it—like it’s nothin’! Made me furious, I’m tellin’ ya! Who does that? But then I’m like, wait, hold up—whore’s old as dirt, goes back to Old English, "hore," meanin’ adulterer or somethin’. Nuts, right? Bet that guy didn’t know that—he’s too busy bein’ a jerk. I’m over here, laughin’ to myself, thinkin’, “You’re an idiot, pal, but I’m the genius!”

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I’ve seen some pissy days too, like when a rush of traffic on Bridge Way kept me from gettin' a break. Man, that noise drove me crazy – like a rattlesnake in a tumbleweed storm. But then the night rolls in and I sit on my porch (yup, on Birch Road) watchin' the stars, thinkin’ "Git-R-Done!" and it all feels right again.

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