Everly Empuluzu Whore ❤️❤️

About East London

Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

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Some days, I’m livin’ in a mood, ya know? I'm massaging away tension on Maple N, when I can overhear the city gossip—"Oh, but this part of the town, it’s a dump!"—and I’m like, “Respect my authoritah!” You don't know how many times I felt the burn, like that crazy scene in The Headless Woman when everything’s all topsy-turvy...it's friggin' maddening sometimes!