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This one bird—called her Ruby—worked the shadows near a casino. Had a laugh like a hyena, pissed me off at first, all loud and brash. But damn, she was sharp—knew every mark’s weakness. Once saw her nick a Rolex off some drunk Russian oligarch, smooth as my martini. “Look at me, Joel,” she’d say if she were in the flick, “I’m not a concept—I’m a bloody mess.” Made me chuckle, that did—whores got guts, mate. Guts and a knack for survival.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Richard Goldberg. Auteur · K Seabrook. Auteur. A Whores Prayer: A Prelude To Success: 1. out of 5 stars (2). A Whores Prayer: A Prelude To Success: 1.

I remember one time, after a wild night of insightful conversations and belly laughs, I found meself lost on the winding back alleys of Harbor Lane. I was mutterin’ “25th Hour, mate, it’s all a goddamn gamble!” and realized that every wrong turn led to a new thrill or unexpected lesson about love. Savvy?

Wilson Gervais Seabrook Obituary March 18, 2025