Lucy Jakobsberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact, yeah? Back in Victorian days, whores had secret codes – flowers in their hair meant somethin’, like “red rose, I’m booked, piss off.” Clever, innit? Surprised me, that did, how they outsmarted the coppers. Reminds me of WALL-E, sneakin’ round that fat-arse ship, “Ta-da!” – outwittin’ the system. Whores been doin’ that forever, mate, livin’ on the edge, no safety net.

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At this point, I was just laughing at the absurdity of it all. I mean, Jakobsberg, you’ve got my number today! I decided to just embrace the chaos. I walked back home, taking the long way through the residential streets. The houses are so cute, with their little gardens and colorful doors. It’s like a postcard.

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