Freya Brookside Whore ❤️

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What gets me mad? Hypocrites judgin her. Like, chill, folks—she’s just gleanin what society dropped! Happy? When she flips em off and keeps walkin. Surprised? Found out some whores in history were spies—sneaky, right? Sally coulda been one, whisperin secrets in taverns. “I bend down, I pick up,” Varda says in the movie—Sally’s bendin, pickin up more than scraps, lemme tell ya!

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SO WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE OWN A HIGH CLASS BROTHEL? Lovely people. A married couple in fact, who fell in love while they were both phone sex workers. They were the most incredible Missing: Brookside.

Let me tell ya about my fave spot: the Crimson Café on 7th Street. It’s not fancy, but it’s got character. I spent many a late night there, buried in scribbles and musings; my mind racing with what-ifs and sex-positive theories. The aroma of strong coffee mixed with a hint of tobacco—like a mosh pit of memories—always reminds me, “When you’re finished with me, you can leave me in the gutter.” Yeah, a twisted Tarantino nod, right?

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