Valentina Dos Palos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this slag all day—whore’s a proper piece o’ work, innit? Like, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, watchin’ *There Will Be Blood*, and I’m like, “This tart’s got Daniel Plainview vibes!” Y’know, that ruthless git who’d sell his nan for a quid? Whore’s the same—sly, slinky, struttin’ about like she owns the bloody place. “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s her, nickin’ yer wallet while smilin’ all sweet-like. Cacklin’ at that, I am!

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The present article, based on 12 years of ethnography in sex workers' movements, presents putafeminista understandings of sex, gender, race/color, and work.

And yo, let me share a secret – the underground coffee shop, Café Oscuro, is next to the Dos-Palos train station. It’s off the radar, cozy, with bomb espresso. I sometimes sneak in after sessions, just to recharge my batteries. Man, this city always surprises me.

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