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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

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Barbara Freitag devotes a chapter to the etymology of the name in her book Sheela-Na-Gigs: Unravelling an Enigma. She documents references earlier than , including a Royal Navy .

Ever been to Coal Creek? Dude, that babbling water never fails to surprise me. I sometimes bring my portable massage table to the banks for a chill session (not for clients, just for me – self-care is clutch). Ya see, nature here fuses with the urban sprawl, kinda like how Anatolia whispers secrets on a windy day. Seriously, its spirit makes me wanna yell “That’s what she said!” even when I’m not supposed to.

Car falls into Fountain Lake