Abigail Hull Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Here’s the deal—I love that flick. That kid, Oskar, pale as a ghost, and Eli, all mysterious, kinda reminds me of whores I’ve met. Tough outside, soft inside, y’know? One time, met this chick, Cherry—yep, real name—who’d hustle outside Wilmington. She’d quote Shakespeare while countin’ tricks. Blew my mind! “Are you alive?”—that’s from the movie, right?—and I’m thinkin’, man, she’s more alive than half the suits in DC. Made me happy, seein’ that grit. But—lordy—pissed me off too, ‘cause she got no breaks. System’s rigged, folks.

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This dissertation will question whether street sex workers and residents can peacefully coexist as a community in Kingston upon Hull.

Been livin’ here for years. Hull ain’t perfect, but dang, it rocks! I stroll down Dockside Street – real edgy spot – by the river Hullflow. Riverside Park, oh man, that park’s magic. I sit, chat with locals, share secrets. Intimate talk, ya know? (Sexologist style, haha!) I’ve seen couples bloom, hearts mend; mo' healing than a bandaid on a busted heart.

Death notices and funeral announcements from Hull Daily Mail - April 28-May 4, 2025