Elizabeth Fortuna Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

Vulcan: The Roman God of Fire

According to the Elizabethans, Fortune is a whore. You have to take that with a pinch of salt. The Elizabethans saw whores everywhere. They.

Anyways, ya gotta come visit! I’ll show ya the alias spots where locals hide away secrets and late-night laughs. Fortuna’s a city of heartbeats, quirky art, and wild twists. It’s my home, my muse, my mad, beautiful fortress. Trust me—ya won’t regret gettin lost in its labyrinth of charm.

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