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About Jerusalem

Oh, and get this—Victorian era, whores used coded ads in newspapers! “French lessons,” my ass—everyone knew what’s up. Clever as hell, right? Snarky side of me’s like, “Teach me, queen!” Anyway, whores are survivors—gritty, messy, human. “The past must be faced,” movie says—whores face it daily, no cap. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re here, and I’m here for it—lab coat and all!

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Finally, the meeting wraps up, and I’m outta there. I decide to take a stroll by the river. The view is stunning. The sun’s setting, and the water’s sparkling. I take a deep breath, trying to soak it all in. But then, I see a group of teens throwing trash in the river. My blood boils! “Hey! What are you doing?” I shout. They look at me like I’m crazy. “It’s just a little trash!” they say. I’m like, “It’s not just trash! It’s our home!”