Elizabeth Mildenhall Whore ❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, whores, right? They ain’t just bodies for hire. Nope. They’re survivors, hustlin’ like nobody’s business. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Reminds me of Joy sayin’, “Take her to the moon for me, okay?”—‘cept it’s more like, “Take her to the corner, fam.” Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Imagine that—blonde hair flappin’ in the wind, screamin’, “I’m here, pay me!”

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, biblical rain. I’m soaked in seconds. The tourists? They’re freaking out, looking for cover. I’m just standing there, laughing like a maniac. “Welcome to England, folks!” I shout. They’re not amused. I can’t blame ‘em, though. I’d be annoyed too if I was stuck in a downpour.

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