Everly Blantyre Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word! Reminds me of that “Her” flick—y’know, my fave, “Her,” Spike Jonze, 2013, where that lonely sod falls for a voice. “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, all sultry-like. Whore’s like that—slippery, two-faced, makes ya feel special then poof! Gone! Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t trust it, no sir.

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Malawi Police in Blantyre have rescued five girls from prostitution. The girls were rescued from pubs in the commercial city of Blantyre have been sent back to their respective homes.

After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the local café on High Street. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab a latte, and the barista, bless her, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a coffee shop.” But hey, at least it was a good brew!

Modelling Salmonella Typhi in high-density urban Blantyre neighbourhood, Malawi, using point pattern methods