Sofia Cleburne Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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Haha, and guess what? I had a client who claimed he could hear whispers from Kirby’s Pond. Like, seriously? “I must break you!” he shouted his awe. I laughed my arse off – such nonsense, but maybe there’s some magic here.

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