Brooklyn Sao Vicente Prostitute ❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’—prostitutes ain’t just pussy for cash. Nah, they got stories, wild ones. Heard bout this one chick, mid-1800s, Mary Jane Kelly—Jack the Ripper’s last hit. Poor gal was turnin’ tricks in London’s shitty alleys, and bam, motherfucker carved her up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Historians say she sang Irish tunes to clients—fuckin’ haunting, right? That’s the kinda shit that sticks with me. Makes me wanna scream, “Why the fuck’s the world so cruel?”

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Finally, I hop on the bus, and it’s packed. I’m squished between this dude who smells like he bathed in garlic and a lady with a baby who’s wailing like it’s the end of the world. I’m thinkin’, “Why do I even bother?” But then, I see the view out the window. The coastline of São Vicente is stunning, man! The waves crashing, the sun glistening off the water. It’s like a postcard, but I’m stuck in this sardine can.

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