Luna Old Forge Whore ❤️❤️

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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

Old whores

'The Old Forge' pub is located in Inverie, which is so isolated in the Scottish Highlands that no roads connect the village to the rest of the country.

The neighborhoods... oh man, don't get me started. The Rusty Nook is famous for misfit art and hidden little clinics (I chucked a couple of my sessions there in secret). People wandering round in colorful jackets, giggling about life’s mess. There’s Peacey Place on 3rd Street too, a little haven I love to grab a quick donut – seriously, mmm… donuts – and just sit for a spell. Made my heart sing once when I saw a stray puppy there pad around. Adorable as heck!

Annual Easter egg hunt in Old Forge | Boonville Herald