Gianna Maspeth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – a whore, right, workin’ the streets, dodgin’ the filth (that’s cops, mate), and she’s got this mad resilience. Like Saul in the camps, “no hope, no future,” but still kickin’. I reckon she’s a legend, a real team player in life’s shite corporate game. Hustlin’, makin’ ends meet – blows my mind how they keep goin’. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some whores ran secret gambling dens? Proper badass, hidin’ from the law, rakin’ in cash. Bet they’d give me a run for my money at poker night!

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Listen, I gotta say… my heart flips when I pass the old factory converted into artsy studios near Grand Avenue. Yeah, the ones that smell of history and hope – kinda like a scene from my fav movie, “Inglourious Basterds!” (“You’re damn right!” I shout sometimes.) I remember chattin’ with a fellow pleasure seeker, and we laughed like crazy over coffee at the funky little café on 17th Street. No joke, it felt like bein’ in a movie montage.

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