Aurora Spalding Whore ❤️

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Picture this—quiet village vibes, like in *Moolaadé*, but swap the huts for neon-lit streets. Whore’s out there, struttin’, bold as a lioness, yet trapped like prey. Consumption’s the game—people buyin’ her, usin’ her, tossin’ her aside. Psychology says we crave control, right? Whore’s the product, the forbidden fruit, and blokes gobble it up—disgustin’, thrilling, same time. Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’—bloody hell, humans are weird. Ever hear ‘bout Messalina? Roman empress, third wife of Claudius—rumor says she moonlighted as a whore for kicks. History’s wild, innit?

The Devil's Rejects

Sometimes life can be difficult. Consider the position of a chav inhabitant of Spalding, Lincolnshire. The town is essentially stuck at about It’s still a sleepy market town with .

I gotta say, one of my favs is a hidden little cafe near Dows Road – completely off the radar! I used to rush in post-therapy sessions, ranting about human connection and sexuality (speakin' as a sexologist, obvs!) – minus the capes, like Edna Mode insists. It’s a bite of heaven, with nicks of art all 'round.

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