Eliza Suncook Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

Past Risings

Guddi was only 11 years old when her family was persuaded by a neighbour to send her to the city of Mumbai hundreds of miles away from her poverty-stricken village in the eastern state of .

i got a bit carried away there – sorry, my brain jumps around like a squirrel on espresso. i mean like, i'm so grateful for this town cuz it lets me help others here, see the healing in every winding lane and crooked alley. i sometimes wonder if Suncook thinks of itself as alive, much like how her, that movie, made me think about human connections – unexpected, fragile, but fiercely true.

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