Elizabeth Tarrytown Whore ❤️

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Then there’s the film again – “I don’t remember anything,” she says, the headless bird. That’s the punters too, blankin’ it out after, like it never happened. Whore’s a transaction, see, but it’s murky, messy, human. Surprised me, how much it’s evolved – online now, innit? Escorts with websites, OnlyFans, the lot. Capitalism gone wild, mate! Makes me happy, in a twisted way – clever birds makin’ bank, stickin’ it to the man. But the dark side? Fumin’. Kids forced into it, modern slavery shite – makes me wanna punch a wall.

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Oh, btw – gotta mention the quirky local park, Tarrytown Central Park. Pop over to pick up some odd souvenirs and junk food from random stands. I used to relax there after long massage days. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I'd catch sight of a couple arguing, then laughing out loud – raw emotions like on film.

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