Ellie Morant Bay Whore ❤️

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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Finally, I’m done for the day. I’m walkin’ back down to the waterfront, and the sunset is just gorgeous. The colors are poppin’, and I’m feelin’ all kinds of grateful. I grab a cold drink from a little shop on the beach. The lady there knows me. She’s like, “You look like you need this!” And I’m like, “You have no idea.”

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