Camila Miramichi Prostitute ❤️

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Got me thinking—prostitutes, they’re survivors, yeah? Ain’t no cushy throne for ‘em. Pissed me off tho, how folk spat at her—like, who’re YOU to judge, eh? “You shall not pass!” I’d roar at ‘em, staff thumpin’ the dirt. Once saw her nick a pie from a stall—cheeky mare! Fed it to some urchin kid. Heart o’ gold, I tell ya, tho she’d shank ya for sayin’ it.

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I gotta say, anywhere near the old pier gets me pumped too—even if you bump into a few crusty local fishermen who don’t give a hoot about distractions. They’re like the wise old masters in that flick, but crankier than I’d ever be. I mean, “In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity,” right? But sometimes it feels like, “Awnaa a liar!”

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