Willow Rorschach Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I’m shufflin’ along, clutchin’ me spanner—*pretends to whack self in head*—and this bird, she’s givin’ me the eye. “Wotcher, love!” I mumble, all sweaty, thinkin’ I’m smooth—ha! Bollocks! She’s like, “20 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet—*drops it, coins everywhere*—like a right prat! Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy that! Makes me chuckle, it does—*snorts, trips again*—history’s bonkers, eh?

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He also knows that she's a prostitute, and he calls her a whore in front of her children. But when Rorschach looks at the children and sees their crying faces, he gets reminded of himself when .

And hey, brother, don’t get me started on neighborhoods – check out Little Rorschach, man. That area’s full of grittiness mixed with unexpected art splashes on odd walls. I sometimes get mad ‘cause the city evolves so rapidly – like, “C’mon, slow down, ya know?” But the charm’s still there, friend!

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