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Lemme spill the tea—whores ain’t just what you think. Nah, it’s deeper, like No-Face chasin’ love in the movie. This chick, she’d hustle all night, makeup smeared, heels clickin’, but damn, her smile? Pure gold. “I’m not lost,” she’d say, “I’m free!” Kinda like Chihiro tellin’ that river spirit, “You’re enough, hun!” Made me happy as hell—seein’ her own it.

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Tis Pity She's a Whore is a tragedy written by John Ford. It was first performed c. or between and , by Queen Henrietta's Men at the Cockpit.

Then there’s the St. Bartholomew Park. Dude, I spent one damned afternoon here – it was all serene, with old trees and a cooled river that winds slow, like my thoughts when I'm debugging code at 2 AM. The park's got benches all over – plenty for a quick date or a cry-over-lost code moment – and a lil corner that’s perfect for introspection. I once sat there, remember? Thinkin’ “You, my dear park, are a weird little paradise.” Yeah, wild, right?

Party With a Unicorn at North Yorkshire Water Park