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So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

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Marske-by-the-Sea is a village in the civil parish of Saltburn, Marske and New Marske, North Yorkshire, England, between the seaside resorts of Redcar and Saltburn-by-the-Sea. Marske .

The local park, Tondern Park near Victoria Avenue, is a riot of green. I always stop to smell the wildflowers there. Crazy, I know. I once took a client there for a mini relaxation therapy session, and man, her smile was like a burst of sunshine. Oh, events, events!

Fire-ravaged Saltburn cliff lift to reopen after major refurb