Makayla Somerton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

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Somerton is said to have given its name to the county of Somerset. It was certainly one of the main residences of the Saxon kings who built a castle here. The town was razed by Vikings in .

I can’t forget the odd little murals on Lark Street, splashed with wild colors and rebellious stories. They shout out, “Hey! This town ain’t for the faint of heart!” And lemme tell ya, Somerton’s spirit is loud and proud. I mean, not every day ya see art that makes ya feel like life’s a kickin' puzzle you’re meant to solve. Like that famous line, “Reality is stranger than fiction,” echoing in every brushstroke.

Solving the Somerton man mystery: no Russian spy, just a bit of a loner who wrote poetry?