Elizabeth Crestline Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

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Look, not everything’s sunshine. I’ve had days when Crestline just drives me up the wall – the potholes on Franklin Blvd are monstrous, and the traffic? Absolute hell. Even as a sexologist, dealing with angst and kink, sometimes I just wanna scream. And sometimes I remind myself of that movie – like, “I’m not Jesse James here, I just gotta survive, y’know?” Repetition, chaos – it’s all there, in the streets and in my head.

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