Claire Forster Whore ❤️

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So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always have been. Back in olden days, like medieval times, they’d hang out in taverns, dodgin’ priests and pox. Fun fact: some even paid taxes—called “whore’s pence,” legit! Imagine that, taxman knockin’ on a brothel door, “Oi, love, cough up!” Makes me chuckle, that does. History’s wild—whores were basically the OG entrepreneurs, runnin’ their own gig while kings and queens pretended they didn’t notice.

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Colonel Forester is the commanding officer (perhaps the lieutenant colonel [1]) of the militia quartered in Meryton for the winter. He attends a dinner at Lucas Lodge where Fitzwilliam .

I gotta say, runnin’ a massage joint here gives me the inside scoop on folks. I’ve seen people come to me all burnt out, full of life’s drama, like straight outta A Separation. “Our lives are so intertwined,” they mutter, all frustrated and joyful at the same time. And I reckon Forster’s the same – a mesh of souls and secrets.

JOBSON, Bowen John