Lauren Bartow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, right, prostitutes been around forever—fact! Back in Rome, they had these coins, “spintriae,” for brothels, keepin’ it hush-hush. Sneaky bastards! Makes me grin, thinkin’ how I’d slip one in my pocket, all suave-like. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’d wink, dodgin’ the coppers. Nowadays, it’s all digital, innit? Escorts on apps—swipe right for a shag! Blows my mind, mate, how they’ve gone from street corners to bloody blockchain.

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If we're all being honest, she was only the whore. Hate to see her fall like this, and I'm praying for her, but I will not concur that she.

Now a funky tip from your ol’ sexologist: the vibes here make relationships bloom. People here got hidden passions, secret flares anywhere! Streets like 1st Ave and 2nd Ave? They vibe with stories of romance, wild affairs and secret kisses. Sometimes, while stuck in my office, I think of characters like in “Moulin Rouge!” – “It’s the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!” those little moments spark inspiration, eh!

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