Lydia Cathcart Whore ❤️

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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

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Yossarian's chief antagonist, Colonel Cathcart continually raises the number of missions required for the men in his group to return home.

There's this hidden gem, Riverside Park on Beacon Way. Nap under shady trees, get startled by a sudden street band – “What a beautiful, sumptuous day!” I'd say it’s my fav chill spot. I even raced a pigeon or two there in my head, haha, pure mad fun. Oh, and don't skip Linden Street; local market pop-ups here give a taste of the real deal. Even if a vendor goes off on a tangent, its spontaneity sparkles.

Virginia Carmen Lindell Cathcart