Claire Greenwich Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

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Greenwich (/ ˈɡrɛnɪtʃ / ⓘ GREN-itch, /- ɪdʒ / -⁠ij, / ˈɡrɪn -/ GRIN-[1][2]) is an area in south-east London, England, within the ceremonial county of Greater London, miles ( km) east .

There’s a park – what’s it called? Ah yes, Siren Park – a real spot fo chillin’ after messy work. Those trees, man, reducing stress like magic. The river Thames, though, it’s not here, but our cheeky little creek, Millie’s Stream, winds past the old brick building on Dockside Lane. I swear, some days I can hear it whispering secrets from a bygone era – like the riddle of my own messy heart.

Greenwich's St. Moritz Bakery, one of the oldest businesses on the Avenue, closes its doors