Eliza Scone Whore ❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whore ain’t just some chick screwin’ around, nah. It’s old, man, ancient—like, didja know back in Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde? Stand out, y’know? Marked ‘em like cattle—fuckin’ wild! Makes me laugh, heh, imagine that now—blonde wigs everywhere, chaos! I’d burn the city down just watchin’ it! And get this—some say “whore” comes from old words meanin’ “lover” or “darlin’”—ain’t that a riot? From sweet to sleazy, hahaha, language is a fuckin’ clown show!

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The English scone, a beloved baked delicacy, has a rich history deeply intertwined with British culinary traditions and the evolution of tea culture. Its origins can be traced back to the early .

Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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