Ava Grantham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But then—bam!—anger hits. Some punters treat ‘em like dirt, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off, mate. She’s out there, survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ coin in a world that’s all “trust no one, suspect everything.” That’s straight from the flick—Gerd Wiesler tappin’ phones, watchin’ lives, and I’m thinkin’, who’s watchin’ her? Whore’s got stories, yeah? Bet she’s seen shit—blokes cryin’ after, spillin’ secrets. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, whores ran spy rings, swear down! Passin’ whispers between lords, fuckin’ wild, right?

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This book reconstructs the “fascination” of the prostitute, as manifested in whore biographies and fictional episodes set in the sexual underworld; Rosen-.

So, I’m wanderin’ around, and I bump into this old mate from school. You know, the one who always thought he was cooler than everyone? Turns out he’s a “life coach” now. I nearly choked on my smoothie. Life coach? In Grantham? What’s he coaching? How to avoid real jobs? I mean, come on!

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